Pretend, for a second, that you are very intelligent
Imagine your brain improved
You can tell that dreaming is easy
But i'll continue to move
Rock n' roll has its problems
Everybody's in the minor leagues
Consider all the things that people can't do
Besides look at cheryl tiegs.
That is stupid.
I am the one with the ego disease that
Puts me in a class of my own
But it's hard being ahead of your time
And i'll continue to grow
Rock n' roll is deceasing
Everybody knows it's repetition
Do it once, do it over again
And again once more - no competition.
That is wrong.
(yes, that's not good, boys and girls
You've got to study real hard
And do your very best to make
Better grades than your friends.)
Pretend, for a second, that you are very intelligent
Smile with knowledge of truth
It's simple to grasp a creative style
To use and continue to use
Cuz rock n' roll is constipated
Not only is it shit but it's runny shit
And it doesn't wanna stop oozing out
And you know i'm tired of it.
(c'mon!
What in the world is wrong with you?
Explain, why are you acting so dumb?
You can't fool me
I know you've got some common sense!
You should be unable to control
Your imagination like that
Let it out!
Enough diarrhea, get smart!
You already are smart
Just cut the games!)
Writer(s): Robert Steven Moore
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