pull my strings þarký sözü

i´m tired of self respect
i can´t afford a car
i wanna be a prefab superstar

i wanna be a tool
don´t need no soul
wanna make big money
playing rock and roll

i´ll make my music boring
i´ll play my music slow
i ain´t no artist, i´m a business man
no ideas of my own

i won´t offend
or rock the boat
just sex and drugs
and rock and roll

drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool
my payola!
drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool
my payola!

you´ll pay ten bucks to see me
on a fifteen foot high stage
fatass bouncers kick the shit
out of kids who try to dance

if my friends say
i´ve lost my guts
i´ll laugh and say
that´s rock and roll

but there´s just one problem¡

chorus
is my cock big enough
is my brain small enough
for you to make me a star
give me a toot, i´ll sell you my soul
pull my strings and i´ll go far

and when i´m rich
and meet bob hope
we´ll shoot some golf
and shoot some dope

is my cock big enough?
is my brain small enough?
repeat chorus, etc. etc