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I wish I was in a band.Being a solo singer makes me blueSo if you want to join my bandhere's what I can offer you.We'd be called Throat Cultureand we'd start off small.We'd play in Scranton, Pennsylvaniaat the Shriners Hall.We'd get discovered,in a smokey bar.by some British guy named, Nygelsays he'll make us all a star and we'd say, "fuck that, manwe're not about the fame. We don't needto suck like Creed, or someone just as lameAll across the land, cause we're a rock n roll band."So Nygel talks us in, move to LAin the studio be slavin' every night and every day.Until the label says, We should replaceour funny looking bassist with a marketable faceand we say, "fuck that, man. Oh man don't even tryLetras de cancionesBobs been with us since we started, we don't mindhis lazy eye or his disfigured hand. Cause we're a rock n roll band."So Bob's replacement guy, is called the Blade.He's always wearing leather and he's always getting laid.We share our vicodin, he shares cocaine, by the time the tour has startedno one's feeling any pain.the label named the tour, 'the tour of doom'but they kick all the teenagers out of the dressing room.these girls are old enough, to throw bras on stage.but we're not supposed to love them, because they're underageand we say, "fuck that, man. We're all about our people.I don't need to see her ID when i can clearly see her ???plus she's nicely tan, and we're a rock n roll band."I develop a heroin addiction. You develop an aversion to the sun.we both contract a syphilis afflictionNow tell me if that doesn't sound like fun?I'm always so coked upi'm missing shows.I get so wasted at the GrammysI punch J-Lo in the nose.When we play Omaha,we start a riot,but you get pissed when i throw Nygelthrough the window at the Hyatt.You come to my placeto interveneyou find me hanging by the pool houseshooting smack with Ben BereneYou say i've gone downhillsince rags to richesit used to be about the homies now its all about the bitchesand i say, "fuck you man, you motherfucking sellout,you were nothing when i found youat the sidewalk, so get the hell outdon't you know who i am?GEt out of my rock n roll BAND!So if you want to join my band.do all the things that i have plannedleave your number cause you can clearly seethat you oughta be, in a rock n roll bandwith me. From Letras Mania