TheDukeWestern

Lyrics

Wrote a song about the miles you walked
Did a record about the wounds and salt
Bled your soul into a microphone
but you didnt make enough to pay for gas home
Woke up today and you looked at the charts
Naked pop tarts with broken hearts
And as you sift through todays hottest hits
The lower the number the faker the tits

And then you start to realize
You can't sell what no one will buy
So if no one listens when you cry
You gotta find something else to try

So come on come on and fuck everybody
Nothing sells like slutty

You believed it when they said your music wasnt enough
To make your fans part with their hard earned bucks
So you gave them a song to sing along to and a
red hot stripper to jerk off too
Even though it always hurts
They say that the truth dont always work
And now you want to put your clothes back on again
Tired of not feeling anything
But its too late

So come on come on and fuck everybody
Nothing sells like slutty

You can put that hat on
But they aint never gonna accept you when you wanna take it off