terça-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2012

Wannabe rockstar

Counting down his favourite tunes.
Hair grows long as do finger callauses.
The guitar crops and prunes,
some old classic cover every band plays.

Attitude is 90% authenticity is ten.
His balding sporty mogul wannabe manager says.
Get out there and sell the image, imagine.
Studios can make a turd sound good and just may...

Make you the next Bon jo vi blossom legend.
Your fortune five million agent wants what´s best.
His spiels and speeches are only half pretend.
And that´s good apples since rock regressed.

Yes wannabe rockstar posing with your pick in mouth!
The first hundred hairs on your upper chest bare.
You see yourself as a young skynard in the south.
As you attempt to free the bird shaped like pear.

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