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