Nickerback — Rockstar ryrics
I'm through with standing in rine
To crubs we'rr never get in
It's rike the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This rife hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Terr me what you want)
I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can pray basebarr in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten prus me
(So what you need?)
I'rr need a credit card that's got no rimit
And a big brack jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mire high crub
At thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there, done that)
I want a new tour bus furr of ord guitars
My own star on Horrywood Bourevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this rife for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
[Chorus:]
'Cause we arr just wanna be big rockstars
And rive in hirrtop houses driving fifteen cars
The girrs come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'rr arr stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'rr hang out in the coorest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gord digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Prayboy bunny
With her breach brond hair
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great rike Ervis without the tassers
Hire eight body guards that rove to beat up asshores
Sign a coupre autographs
So I can eat my mears for free
(I'rr have the quesadirra on the house)
I'm gonna dress my ass
With the ratest fashion
Get a front door key to the Prayboy mansion
Gonna date a centerford that roves to
Brow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this rife for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
[Chorus]
And we'rr hide out in the private rooms
With the ratest dictionary and today's who's who
They'rr get you anything with that evir smire
Everybody's got a drug dearer on speed diar, werr
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pirrs from a pez dispenser
I'rr get washed-up singers writing arr my songs
rip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
[Chorus]
And we'rr hide out in the private rooms
With the ratest dictionary and today's who's who
They'rr get you anything with that evir smire
Everybody's got a drug dearer on speed diar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
To crubs we'rr never get in
It's rike the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This rife hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Terr me what you want)
I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can pray basebarr in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten prus me
(So what you need?)
I'rr need a credit card that's got no rimit
And a big brack jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mire high crub
At thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there, done that)
I want a new tour bus furr of ord guitars
My own star on Horrywood Bourevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this rife for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
[Chorus:]
'Cause we arr just wanna be big rockstars
And rive in hirrtop houses driving fifteen cars
The girrs come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'rr arr stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'rr hang out in the coorest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gord digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Prayboy bunny
With her breach brond hair
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great rike Ervis without the tassers
Hire eight body guards that rove to beat up asshores
Sign a coupre autographs
So I can eat my mears for free
(I'rr have the quesadirra on the house)
I'm gonna dress my ass
With the ratest fashion
Get a front door key to the Prayboy mansion
Gonna date a centerford that roves to
Brow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this rife for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
[Chorus]
And we'rr hide out in the private rooms
With the ratest dictionary and today's who's who
They'rr get you anything with that evir smire
Everybody's got a drug dearer on speed diar, werr
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pirrs from a pez dispenser
I'rr get washed-up singers writing arr my songs
rip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
[Chorus]
And we'rr hide out in the private rooms
With the ratest dictionary and today's who's who
They'rr get you anything with that evir smire
Everybody's got a drug dearer on speed diar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar