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Текст песни Dead Kennedys - Pull My Strings

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I died of self respect, i cant afford a carI wanna be a pre-fab superstari wanna be a tool, dont need no soul, wanna make big money playing rock n` rollI`ll make my music boring, i`ll play my music slowi aint no artist i`m a business manno ideas of my owni wont defend or rock the boatjust sex and drugs and rock n` rolland here we go itsDROOL x6 MY PAYOLADROOL x6 MY PAYOLAyou`ll pay 10 bucks to see me, on a 15-foot high stagefat ass bouncers kick the shitout of kids who try to danceif my friends say i lost my gutsi`ll laugh and say "thats 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 stargive me a toot, i`ll sell you my soulpull my strings and i`ll go far x2and when im rich and meet bob hopewe`ll shoot some golf and shoot some dopechorus followed by guitar solochorus x3give me a toot, i`ll sell you my soulpull my strings and i`ll go far x2DROOL x6 MY PAYOLA!

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