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Cake - Rock And Roll Lifestyle
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Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly,
how much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzzi?
And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket?
Is it you, or your parents, in this income tax bracket?
Now, tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs
is sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of.
And how much did you pay for your rock and roll t-shirt
that proves you were there, that you heard of them first?
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CHORUS:
Now how do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle...
Ohhhh tell me..
ah yeah
ahh right
ahh right
ahh yeah
ahh right
ohh
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How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar,
the one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show?
And how much will HE pay for a brand-new guitar,
one which he'll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show?
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones,
as long as their soda cans are red, white and blue ones?
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones,
as long as their soda cans are red, white and blue ones?
ahh yeah
ahhh yeah
ahh yeah
ahh right
ha! ahhhh haaaa haa haa
oh no..
Aging black leather and hospital bills..
And tatoo removal and dozens of pills.
Your liver pays dearly now for youthful magic moments,
but rock on completely with brand new components.
CHORUS
So good, ahh baby...
Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking what they're selling.
Your destruction doesnt hurt them,
your chaos won't covert them.
They're so happy to rebuild it.
You'll never really kill it off.
Yeah,
Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinkin' what they're selling.
Excess ain't rebellion ahhhh.
You're drinkin', you're drinkin' ahh yeah
you're drinkin' what they're selling..
ahhh
yeah
ahhh right
ahhh
yeah!
ahhhhhhhh right
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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