Pull My Strings Dead Kennedys

["California Über Alles" Instrumental Introduction]

[Intro: Spoken]
"Hold it!
We've gotta prove we're adults now
We're not a punk rock band, we're a new wave band!"

[Verse 1]
I'm tired of self-respect, I can't afford a car
I wanna be a prefab superstar
I wanna be a tool, don't need no soul
Wanna make big money, playing rock and roll

[Verse 2]
I'll make my music boring, I'll play my music slow
I ain't no artist; I'm a businessman
No ideas of my own
I won't offend or rock the boat
Just sex and drugs and rock and roll

[Bridge]
And here we go
And drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool my Payola!
Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool my Payola!

[Verse 3]
You'll pay ten bucks to see me on a fifteen-foot-high stage
Fat-ass bouncers kick the shit out of kids who try to dance
If my friends say I've lost my guts
I'll laugh and say, "That's rock and roll!"