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People used to tell me Joe you'd better cool out Playing in a band and blowing out your mind They used to tell me one day your gonna find out You're fucking up your life and wasting all your time I've toiled and I've tried before But my efforts have left me poor But now I've got a feeling About a fiendish friend I've played and I've paid my way But I'm not here to stay Until I've got a deal with the evil one And you'll put me on It might take eight years And then you will find You've wasted all your time It might take eight years But you're gonna go far You're gonna be a star And you'll be getting high Every single night You're gonna be a star In eight years he became a rock god! Songtexte I'm losing my respect for people who sell their souls Making money pretend to play rock'n'roll I can't believe my ears is it true what am I seeing You spend more time on your hair than you do practicing Mr. Major label soft porn video Making sure that all your teenage fans will go When no musicians seem to give a shit No rockers bang their heads to it So how could you stoop so low Could you lose your self-respect What's going on inside your head SATAN MADE ME DO IT! Aus Songtexte Mania