Dead Celebrity Songtext
von Frenzal Rhomb
Dead Celebrity Songtext
I′d live in diamond mansions
If I could.
I want my own private jet,
I know I should.
But I'll never buy my kids
From Africa or Ukraine,
And I′ll never understand this
If I lived my whole life again.
I'm not gonna wake up with a dead celebrity,
And I'll never pay up
To the Church of Scientology.
I won′t have to face up
To the cameras at the door,
Pills on the floor.
And I′ll suffer at the hands
Of born-agains,
And get punished
By a fan with old dog breath.
But then I'd never feel
The warm embrace of the pouring rain,
Or carry my dog in a handbag
Cause that is patently insane.
I′m not gonna wake up with a dead celebrity,
And I'll never pay up
To the Church of Scientology.
I won′t have to face up
To the cameras at the door,
Pills on the floor. [x3]
If I could.
I want my own private jet,
I know I should.
But I'll never buy my kids
From Africa or Ukraine,
And I′ll never understand this
If I lived my whole life again.
I'm not gonna wake up with a dead celebrity,
And I'll never pay up
To the Church of Scientology.
I won′t have to face up
To the cameras at the door,
Pills on the floor.
And I′ll suffer at the hands
Of born-agains,
And get punished
By a fan with old dog breath.
But then I'd never feel
The warm embrace of the pouring rain,
Or carry my dog in a handbag
Cause that is patently insane.
I′m not gonna wake up with a dead celebrity,
And I'll never pay up
To the Church of Scientology.
I won′t have to face up
To the cameras at the door,
Pills on the floor. [x3]
Writer(s): Gordon Forman, Lindsay Mcdougall, Jason Whalley, Tom Crease Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com