Dead Blonde Girlfriend – Rockstar Junkyard lyrics

I am out of my mind I am out of my head
Lets pack up the plantation and go sailing away
I can lose control I am losing my nerve
And I’m not going to hell cause hell is here on earth
With the shitty sound and cigarette smoke
And all the cheap beer
Guitars litter up the room
And the strings are breaking like my dreams

(Chorus)
In the Rockstar Junkyard in the Rockstar Junkyard
I just want to get hell out of here

It sounds kind of funny I don’t have any money
I got a shitty job where I can’t make ends meet
Running out of time running out of luck
In every which way I can think of
The waitresses they get me drunk
Cause I won’t tell them my name
They all look so different to me
But they all act the same

(Chorus)
In the Rockstar Junkyard in the Rockstar Junkyard
I just want to get hell out of here

I don’t have fame I don’t have glory
I got a drinking problem, a bunch of songs that are going to tell my story
Put me on a bus, put me on a plane
Before my platinum dreams go down the fucking drain
Play my songs on the radio
Put them on MTV
So I don’t forget about any one of you
Before you forget about me
Before you forget about me

(Chorus)
In the Rockstar Junkyard in the Rockstar Junkyard
I just want to get hell out of here
In the Rockstar Junkyard in the Rockstar Junkyard
I just want to get hell out of here
It’s a Rockstar pop junkyard
It’s a Rockstar, popstar junkyard
I’m a Rockstar, popstar, antifolk all star
Let’s get the hell out of here