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F Scott Fitzgerald got it wrong
About American second acts
They may come after the curtain falls
But they happen and that's a fact
Here's some news to blow your mind
Ther's not two acts, there's three
We'll be kicking like the Rockettes on that stairway to heaven
Elvis Presley, Michael Jackson, and me.
Chorus:
Act One I'm young and handsome
In my blue suede shoes
Act Two: I'm sick and paranoid
Just like Howard Hughes
Act Three: I'm dead and buried
And it desn't take a sluth
To know my music sales will be
Shooting up through the roof
I'm the king of rock and roll
I'm the king of pop
I don't have nearly enough
You know that I won't stop
First I grabbed the sceptor
Put the crown upon my head
I'll be a living legend
Then I will be dead
verse:
In this modern world of ours
Things always come in threes
first as tragedy then as farce
Then as mini-series
I wanna sign with Geffin Records
And join the fraternity,
Of rock stars gone number one with a bullet,
John Lennon, Kurt Cobain, and me
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