I don't really need the ego
Of being a pop star
Playing rock & roll makes me
Stand hard & tall

Once an old man with blood on his hands
Said "Pick up my guitar and use it"
The he took it from me said "Let your soul run free"

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People get so stuck on
Getting their name in lights
Fuckin' some famous model
Keepin' their assholes tight

So, I played that guitar
Till my dick got hard
I fucked that bitch night and day
Time went by and that old man died
Got a note "Remember what I said"

Brought flowers to his grave, laid 'em down
And my fingers started to bleed
I was finally free
I was finally free, yeah
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Uh uh uh
Don't get me wrong I ain't singin'
This song bout bros who truly
Deserve it
But money & fame is for those
Truly
Lame. The ones who need
To get their
Heads lit
So I play my guitar, Yeah I played
That bitch all night
Long
Yeah I played my guitar I was
Finally free

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So keep your head clear don't
Believe what you hear
Just play what comes from your
Soul
But if money & fame is your
Fuckin' game
Then I hope you die fat & old
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