...and live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
with her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary
in today's who's who
We'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
drug dealer on speed dial
I'm gonna sing those songs
that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
from a Pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
Well...
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar...
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar.

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Alright, this is Gothzilla, without his wings, who gives a shit? This picture sucks.

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EDIT: Fixed the size error (too narrow, my laptop makes everything look wider when I don't have a second monitor hooked up).