I'm gonna lie on my back An' you put your fingers down my mouth, right No, no, do it right, like, augh ugh I'm gonna do a Jimi Hendrix, eugh I'm gonna be sick in my sleep, eugh, augh ahu ugh I tries to do it proper but it kept comin' up a cropper I needs some hype, I think I'll ram raid happy shopper Haven't got a car so I use a space hopper Bouncin' to the window, cut my head, show stopper I want a hundred fans, 200 teeny boppers I want police protection from 87 coppers I wanna go gold, even better platinum If you wanna be a star you gotta kill yourself, man It's the truth, step back, take a look around Elvis is dead for bein' fat, 500 pound Kurt Cobain's rich as fuck, he's buried in the ground Jimi Hendrix an' his amp still ain't makin' no sound Michael Hutchence, he's one of 'em too Made a hundred million quid dying wanking on the loo S.U.I.C.I.D.E. It might be messy but it's money for free Suicide is painless or so it has been said I could've killed myself but I'd be better off dead So I took a deep breath, put a gun against my head Pulled the trigger, click, should've been eatin' lead But I wasn't, I was naked in John Frost Square Mothers on pushchairs stopped an' stared For this situation I was quite unprepared Tried suicide to be famous but nobody cared Committin' suicide to enhance my career It worked for Mickey an' Tupac Shakir Jesus was nailed up to some wood 2000 years later an' book sales are still good I heard in a song suicide is painless An' it's 80 percent sure to make you famous Wankin' with a bag on yer head, tied to a door That bloke from INXS, he knew the score S.U.I.C.I.D.E. It might be messy but it's money for free S.U.I.C.I.D.E. It might be messy but it's money for free I gotta kill myself, I gotta do's it quick John Entwistle sly, he was snortin' arsenic I keep takin' all this coke to make me die Doin' more drugs than they make in fuckin' ICI It's the best way to go, don't think me dull I'm not gonna fall off the roof like the flid Rod Hull We want people to sing all our songs And the nuns at St. Joseph's rappin' on smokin' bongs We wanna be remembered when we're six feet under For hip hoppin' not robbings, fuckin' beatings or plunder At the moment I'm not dead like David Kampasey Double platinum means you gotta be pushin' up daisies Dad's army's all dead, every last one But the cunts is still goin' on BBC1 Yeah, that's right, I smoke draw from Wales Suicide's a good idea to improve vinyl sales It's useless, it's crap, I'll never be in the sun How can I be a pop star when I can't buy a gun? Jimmy Morrison overdosed in the bath I know, I'll hang myself with my scarf Tied to the stairs, danglin' by my neck The cord length I forgot to check Stuck there for a week, unable to shriek The landlord found me an' he called me a freak He cut me down an' started to laugh "If you're dead next week gimme your autograph" You know I thanked him, returned to my room The new plan is to go out with a boom To the station, with a petrol can "Five pound please", I say to the man All set up an' ready to burn The wheel on my lighter just won't turn Suicide is a suicyclebbl Suicide is a suicyclebbl Suicide is a suicyclebbl I wanna be famous after I die Proven fact, man, if you're dead you sell more That drummer from Def Leppard His arm has made 30 times more than he has You know that our Elvis? Well, he's dead famous now And he's dead and he's face, he's more famous now like He's dead like you know, I, I suppose what a lot like Fuckin' simple economics They reckon Bob Marley's dead But he's not, man 'Coz he was on the TV last night, man Just don't lie to me, man I thought I was havin' a go at an overdose But I, I, I don't think you can overdose on Beecham's Flu Plus I think one of the blokes off of Dad's army is still alive I think he's bummin' Martin in Eastenders, innit? I'll get the ropes an' we'll tie them to the walls An' we all jump off at the same time an' break our necks An' we'll make at least 13 quid an' you knows we'll be famous like fuckin' Gandhi or, or like the bloke off that sex film we seen © FRANK MUSIC CORP; EMI MUSIC PUB. LTD.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com