[Verse 1]
She ordered me a Newcastle and handed me a Marlboro
Stuck a dove in my right hand
She took a quick picture, but even when we squinted
I didn't look so much like Robert Plant
She flew a flag that she made from a bedsheet
A sideways skull and a lopsided pentagram, said
"Asymmetrical's way more diabolical
You don't wanna make it look too perfect, man"
The trick is not getting cynical
She had a hairbrush mic and a fantasy band
She opened up with "We Are The Champions"
Went right into "Under my Wheels"
I was tryna figurе out how I feel
[Chorus]
Faded denim with the buttons and badgеs
Laminates and backstage passes (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Jacket held together by the rock band patches (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
And they let her smoke, but she can't have matches after last week's pyro disaster
She'd like me better if I didn't wear glasses
[Verse 2]
She said, "We're gonna do a show at The Pyramids"
She said she needs to take a call from her lawyers
Introduced me to the dudes that she's calling her crew
An assortment of sad self-destroyers
Sitting six to a table in the room off the kitchen
Telling stories about things they imagined
Like after the show, we got roofed on the Reeperbahn
Woke up in a video cabin
I was rolling my eyes at the ritual lies
Okay, maybe half of that happened
She ordered me a Newcastle and handed me a Marlboro
Stuck a dove in my right hand
She took a quick picture, but even when we squinted
I didn't look so much like Robert Plant
She flew a flag that she made from a bedsheet
A sideways skull and a lopsided pentagram, said
"Asymmetrical's way more diabolical
You don't wanna make it look too perfect, man"
The trick is not getting cynical
She had a hairbrush mic and a fantasy band
She opened up with "We Are The Champions"
Went right into "Under my Wheels"
I was tryna figurе out how I feel
[Chorus]
Faded denim with the buttons and badgеs
Laminates and backstage passes (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Jacket held together by the rock band patches (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
And they let her smoke, but she can't have matches after last week's pyro disaster
She'd like me better if I didn't wear glasses
[Verse 2]
She said, "We're gonna do a show at The Pyramids"
She said she needs to take a call from her lawyers
Introduced me to the dudes that she's calling her crew
An assortment of sad self-destroyers
Sitting six to a table in the room off the kitchen
Telling stories about things they imagined
Like after the show, we got roofed on the Reeperbahn
Woke up in a video cabin
I was rolling my eyes at the ritual lies
Okay, maybe half of that happened
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