I’m gonna make it to heaven,
Light up the sky like a flame. (Fame!)
I’m gonna live forever –
Baby, remember my name.
-“BB”-
Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I’ve got a name, I’ve got a name
Like the singing bird and the croaking toad
I’ve got a name, I’ve got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I’m livin’ the dream
That he kept hid
Well, my daddy left home when I was three
Didn’t leave very much to my mom and me
Except this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now I don’t blame him 'cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that my daddy ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me Sue
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone
We keep gettin’ richer
But we can’t get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
Rolling Stone, gonna see my picture on the cover
(Stone) Gonna buy five copies for my mother
(Stone) Gonna see my smilin’ face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
Greta Garbo and Monroe
Dietrich and DiMaggio
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean
On the cover of a magazine
Captain Planet, Arab Spring
L.A. riots, Rodney King
Deep fakes, earthquakes
Iceland volcano
Oklahoma City bomb
Kurt Cobain, Pokémon
Tiger Woods, MySpace
Monsanto, GMOs
Harry Potter, Twilight
Michael Jackson dies
Nuclear accident, Fukushima, Japan
Crimean peninsula
Cambridge Analytica
Kim Jong Un
Robert Downey Jr., Iron Man
And sometimes I wish I was Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods
Sometimes I wish I was Tiger Woods
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods
I got a friend whose goal in life
Was to one day go down on Madonna
That’s all he wanted
That was all
To one day go down on Madonna
Born a natural loser I can’t recall just where
Raised on brew and poker and a dollar here and there
Black-jack hand dealer man you better payoff that last debt
Two bit hand a twenty one that’s all I ever get
Go down gamblin’
Say it when you’re running low
Go down gamblin’
You may never have to go, no
So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his face lost all expression
Said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy,
You gotta learn to play it right.”
Time to play the game
Time to play the game!
It’s all about the game, and how you play it
All about control, and if you can take it
It’s all about your debt, and if you can pay it
It’s all about the pain, and who’s gonna make it
There was a man, a lonely man
Who would command the hand he’s playing
And solitaire is the only game in town
He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing
Do you hear the people sing,
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
Time, time and again I see you staring down at me
Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see
With those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
You can’t hide your lyin’ eyes
And your smile is a thin disguise
I thought by now you’d realize
There ain’t no way to hide your lyin’ eyes
I can see you ain’t foolin’ me
I ain’t blind
The lies in your eyes don’t disguise
The tears that you cry, I’m not blind
The lies in your eyes don’t disguise
The lies in your eyes don’t disguise
But the lies in your eyes
Judy in disguise, well that’s what you are
A lemonade pie with your brand new car
Cantaloupe eyes come to me tonight
Judy in disguise, with glasses
You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero, got nothing to lose
Maybe we’ll make something
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove
Here in my car
I can only receive
I can listen to you
It keeps me stable for days in cars