Guitar Hero (alternate version) Amanda Palmer

Can't get them up, i can't get them up
I can't get them up at all

(hey. ho. let. go.)

Good morning killer king you're a star
That's gorgeous hold it right where you are
The weather's kinda lousy today
So what oh what oh what'll we play

Stratocaster strapped to your back
It's a semi-automatic like dad's
He taught you how to pause and reset
But that's about as far as you get

So what's the use of going outside?
It's so depressing when people die in real life
I'd rather pick up right where we left
Making out to faces of death
Making out to faces of death

And i could save you, baby, but it isn't worth my time
And i could make you chase me for a little price is right

It's a hit but are you actually sure?
The targets in the crowd are a blur
The people screaming just like they should
But you don't even know if you're good
You don't even know if you're good