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Pulley - One Shot lyrics
"This is it, my one shot at the big time; I better make it count, stand up and be heard. Cause I know, if the radio plays this song, all the kids will buy it for maybe a month from now, and I won't be cool anymore. I've been doing this for the last twelve years through all the times when no one cared. Everybody wants a piece of me: sign on the dotted line, make what's theirs is mine. It'll make you rich you'll see and there's a million more just like me. And I don't know what's cool anymore, who am I to say? If you can't make that decision on your own then you're pretty fucking dumb anyway. This generation: no motivation, instantaneous gratification, remote controls, and MTV. And a generation that's hypnotized, lulled by repititious lies, spoon-fed all their corporate programming. And I'm not a one-hit-wonder looking to get rich. I'm not trying to sell out my songs. I was here before they'd exploited our scene; I'll be here when they're dead and fucking gone. I don't know what's cool anymore, and I don't care what's cool anymore. I don't know what's cool anymore, and I don't think that I ever cared." |
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