21st Century Rockstar
Would you love me?
If everything you ever wanted could be yours
Would you take it all
Do it for the contrary?
Everyone is anybody on the floor
Join the party poor and tell me what to live for
I'm dying for attention
If excess is the pinnacle
Then I need it all
Won't you give it to me?
Sign a deal
But still have to work my old job
Made a mil
Chin up kid you'll get the next one
Keep me still
While they're taxing me what's left of my mind
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
You fucking love me
Bleeding in between the centre of the fold
Read about it all
A paper for the country
In the middle of the dirty sticky floors
Did he? Maybe - Baby, don't you want fame?
In a box with avant-garde pseudo-allophiles
Credit cards for cocaine
Turning lines to paragraphs
Write it off as art art art
Sign a deal
But still have to work my old job
Made a mil
Chin up kid you'll get the next one
Keep me still
While they're taxing me what's left of my mind
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
Sign a deal
Made a mil
Keep me still
I'm just a 21st Century Rock
Sign a deal
But still have to work my old job
Made a mil
Chin up kid you'll get the next one
Keep me still
While they're taxing me what's left of my mind
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
If everything you ever wanted could be yours
Would you take it all
Do it for the contrary?
Everyone is anybody on the floor
Join the party poor and tell me what to live for
I'm dying for attention
If excess is the pinnacle
Then I need it all
Won't you give it to me?
Sign a deal
But still have to work my old job
Made a mil
Chin up kid you'll get the next one
Keep me still
While they're taxing me what's left of my mind
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
You fucking love me
Bleeding in between the centre of the fold
Read about it all
A paper for the country
In the middle of the dirty sticky floors
Did he? Maybe - Baby, don't you want fame?
In a box with avant-garde pseudo-allophiles
Credit cards for cocaine
Turning lines to paragraphs
Write it off as art art art
Sign a deal
But still have to work my old job
Made a mil
Chin up kid you'll get the next one
Keep me still
While they're taxing me what's left of my mind
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
21st Century Rockstar
Sign a deal
Made a mil
Keep me still
I'm just a 21st Century Rock
Sign a deal
But still have to work my old job
Made a mil
Chin up kid you'll get the next one
Keep me still
While they're taxing me what's left of my mind
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
I'm just a 21st Century Rockstar
Credits
Writer(s): Jaime Goth, James Willis, Jimi Fisher, Louis Fisher, Nick Willis
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