A FEW MORE WORDS TO A FEW MORE SONGS…

“ROCK STAR”

I LOVE THE FEEL OF THOSE BRIGHT LIGHTS

BEAMING DOWN ON ME

YEAH,  I LOVE THE SOUND OF MY SCREAMS

MAGNIFIED A 1000 TIMES

I LOVE TO SEE A MILLION HANDS

REACHING OUT FOR ME

YEAH, I SING LIKE SHIT

BUT I PLAY A MEAN AIR-GUITAR

JUST LIKE A SUPER-STAR

SO WON’T YOU PLEASE EXCUSE MY SELF-INDULGENTCIES

AND CALL ME

A ROCK & ROLL ASS-HOLE

I LOVE THE LIGHTS AND THE SOUND OF THE CROWD

I LOVE MY BAND WHEN IT’S PLAYING REAL LOUD

I LOVE ALL THE THINGS YOU DO

I LOVE THE HEAD AND LOYALTY

BUT MOST OF ALL

I LOVE ME

I LOVE TO JUMP AND TWIST MY FACE

USE NAUGHTY WORDS ALL OVER THE PLACE

LOVE TO SPEND LOTS OF MONEY

ACT DRUNK ALL THE TIME

BUT YOU KNOW I HATE IT WHEN THE WORDS

DON’T RHYME

*I ‘M A ROCK & ROLL ASS-HOLE

I LOVE TO HEAR MY SONGS ON THE RADIO

ESPECIALLY WHEN I GET TO SOLO

LOVE TO SEE MY FACE ON A MAGAZINE

I’M YOUR PRE-TEEN FANTASY

I LOVE TO SWEET AND STRUT REAL MEAN

I’M YOUR ROCKING SEX MACHINE

LOVE TO SMASH MY FAVORITE GUITAR

JUST LIKE A REAL SUPER-STAR

(C) (P) 1991/ SKIDD FREEMAN

“ROCK IS DEAD”

GOT BABY BOOMERS ON THE TV SCREEN

TRYING TO LOOK TOUGH

TRYING TO LOOK MEAN

*I HEARD SOMEBODY SAID

THAT THE ROCK IS DEAD

GOT CORPORATE ROCK ON THE RADIO

IT’S GOT PERFECT RHYTHM

BUT IT’S GOT NO SOUL

GOT SO-CALLED ARTIST

WITH BIG FAT EGOS

THEY’VE GOT NOTHING TO SAY

BUT THEY’VE GOT THE RIGHT CLOTHES

GOT GEEKS IN SUITS

TELLING ME WHAT TO PLAY

AINT GONNA LISTEN TO NOBODY

GONNA DO IT MY WAY

IT’S PAY FOR PLAY

AND YOU’RE FADING FAST

TAKE ALL YOUR MONEY

CAUSE YESTERDAYS DON’T LAST

(C) (P) 1992/ SKIDD FREEMAN

BROKEN TOY”

YOU TOOK MY TIME AND YOU TOOK MY PRIDE

YOU TRIED TO TAKE THE LITTLE I HAD INSIDE

BUT I AINT GONNA TAKE IT NO MORE

NO , I AINT GONNA BE ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR BROKEN TOYS

*NO, I AINT YOUR LITTLE BOY

NO, I AINT NO BUNDLE OF JOY

I AINT YOUR BROKEN TOY

GOT THESE DREAMS THAT ARE HARD TO UNDERSTAND

YOU TRIED TO TAKE THEM AND MAKE ME LESS THAN A MAN

YOU HURT MY BODY AND YOU HURT MY SOUL

BUT I AINT ANOTHER ONE YOUR BROKEN TOYS

THE THINGS I DID WEREN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU

BUT I DON’T NEED FORGIVENESS FOR THE THINGS I DO

NO, I AINT GONNA PRETEND OR PUT ON A SHOW

I AINT GONNA BE ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR BROKEN TOYS

(C) (P) 1992/ SKIDD FREEMAN