Tekst piosenki
Give ’em what they want
When they want
When they know what they want
I’m sick of thinking for myself so I’ll play along
Stick me in a room full of books, suits, and record deals
Be sure to make some coffee with your cream and ask me how I feel
It’s been a long, lonely wait
Oh, we can hardly wait
To hear the tunes you have made
I’ll bet they’re really great
There’s something to the way
You find time to create
The second album is late
Where is it anyway?
Here I am
For you, a sound
You breathe
I’m in up to my knees
Disregard everything
Cause now I’m over my sophomore jinx
You’re crowding my dollar signs
Make everyone sing
Your little songs I’ll call mine
My sophomore jinx
Get to the back of my line
Love turns to hate
When I stand a million to one
To one
X amount of dollars for my head
Should I say commodity
Help me get Madonna off my bed
She’s just too drunk to sing
Management’s explaining entertaining to the industry
They’ve heard the same spiel a million times
Maybe two or three
The illusion is sealed
The band’s all wrapped in chains
Wish their vibe was still real
Now it all sounds the same
And all the grooves that they steal
All the blues down on Beale
Prolific wisdom
English poets often write
Here I am
For you, a sound
You breathe
I’m in up to my knees
Disregard everything cause now I’m over my sophomore jinx
You’re crowding my dollar signs
Make everyone sing
Your little words, they don’t rhyme
My sophomore jinx
You’ve wasted all of my precious time
Love turns to hate
When i stand a million to one
Long, lonely wait
Instant replay
Yeah
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