rockstar, and rockstar, and rockstar
creeps i this petty ear
from gig to mp3
to the last syllable of the recorded album
and then it is heard on the radio
it is a lyric told by a band
full of show and gig
signifying nothing.
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shall i compare thee to a rockstar gig
thou art more ugly and cold
rough moshing due shake the darling butts of mens
and rockstar lease hath all to short a life
and often their golden voice dimm'd
and every show from show sometimes being rushed
by chance or cop, showing for mat indon, bangla
but thy eternal ugliness shall not beforgotten
nor shall new artist brag thou wand'rest in his shade
when in internal lyrics to time thou grow'st
so long as man go to gig, or download your music
so long live thee and this give life to rockstar
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taken from my myspace blog dated-may 16 2008-
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1 comment:
ha ha. you're just the perfect shakespeare-teaser, that's for sure. a muse i must say. cheers to that :)
hil-la-ri-ous!
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