Jello Biafra


Pull My Strings

DK at the Bammies
From the Dead Kennedys' performance at the Bay Area Music Awards or Bammies
"a backslapping circus banquet" - JB
They were scheduled to perform "California Über Alles," but pulled out this new song instead.
    I'm tired of self-respect; I can't afford a car
    I wanna be a prefab superstar

    I wanna be a tool; don't need no soul
    Wanna make big money playing rock and roll

    I'll make my music boring; I'll play my music slow
    I ain't no artist, I'm a businessman; No ideas of my own

    I won't offend or rock the boat
    Just sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll...

    Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool - My payola!
    Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool - My payola!

    You'll pay ten bucks to see me on a fifteen foot high stage
    Fat-ass bouncers kick the shit out of kids who try to dance

    If my friends say I've lost my guts
    I'll laugh and say that's rock 'n' roll...

    But there's just one problem:

        Is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough
        For you to make me a star?
        Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul
        Pull my strings and I'll go far

    And when I'm rich and meet Bob Hope
    We'll shoot some golf and shoot some dope

        Is my cock big enough, is my brain small enough
        For you to make me a star?
        Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul
        Pull my strings and I'll go far
   
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