The Sad Entertainer

Settle down, buckle up
Lock and load, shut the door
Breath it in, air unclean
You'll go down, down with me
You'll go down, down with me
You'll go down, down with me

Dust in your lungs
You're seeing red now
The last gasp for air
I'm a survivor

When your best friend out there friend is pain
When you're alone, don't have time for hate
Come here I'll entertain you for a while
For a price

Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that song
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that song

Let's rejoice to my songs of fake despair
My friend's and my ass is under contract
I'm full of shit and all is under contract
Just like a whore I'll charge for my love

Dust in your lungs
You're seeing red now
The last gasp for air
I'm a survivor

When your best friend out there friend is pain
When you're alone, don't have time for hate
Come here I'll entertain you for a while
For a price

Fuck me, I'm the best
Fuck me, I'm the best
Fuck me, I'm the best tonight

Tonight we bring you D-R-E-M-A
The new music sensation that choked the previous generation of losers in their puke
He's smart, he's edgy, he's in your face
Moms love him
Dads love him
Daughters love him
He's your best friend
Well he'll be for $9.99
But wait, there's more!
First ten hunks or ladies that buy now will have a special discount
Just $6.69, sponsored by Lucifer, our bestest partner and friend in the world
And if you work in the music business, kill yourself, go fucking kill yourself you damn whore

You know what freedom sounds like? It sounds like
Gag my balls I don't need your lame-ass services
I'm going to be a millionaire anyway, so go hump a tree for a living
Thank you



Credits
Writer(s): Adriano Gattabuia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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