Lyrics:

I don't really need the ego of being a pop star
Well, playing rock 'n' roll makes me stand hard and tall
Once, an old man with blood on his hands said
'Pick up my guitar and use it'
Then he took it from me, said, 'Let your soul run free,' yeah

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

So, I played that guitar 'til 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

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

Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh

Don't get me wrong
I ain't singin' this song bout bros who truly deserve it
But money and fame is for those truly lame
The ones who need to get their heads lit
So I played my guitar
Yeah, I played that bitch all night long
Yeah, I played my guitar
I was finally free

So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear
Just play what comes from your soul
But if money and fame is your fuckin' game
Then I hope you die fat and old
So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear
Just play what comes from your soul
But if money and fame is your fuckin' game
Then I hope you die fat and old
So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear
Just play what comes from your soul
But if money and fame is your fuckin' game
Then I hope you die fat and old
So keep your head clear, don't believe what you hear
Just play what comes from your soul
But if money and fame is your fuckin' game
Then I hope you die fat and old