im through with standing in line to clubs well never get in its like the bottom of the ninth and im never gonna win this life hasnt turned out quite the way i want it to be i want a brand new house on an episode of cribs and a bathroom i can play baseball in and a king size tub big enough for ten plus me ill need a credit card thats got no limit and a big black jet with a bedroom in it i want a new tour bus full of old guitars my own star on hollywood boulevard somewhere between cher and james dean is fine for me im gonna trade this life for fortune and fame id even cut my hair and change my name cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars the girls come easy and the drugs come cheap well all stay skinny cause we just wont eat and well hang out in the coolest bars in the vip with the movie stars every good gold diggers gonna wind up there every playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair hey hey i wanna be a rockstar hey hey i wanna be a rockstar  i wanna be great like elvis without the tassels hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes sign a couple autographs so i can eat my meals for free im gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion get a front door key to the playboy mansion gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me im gonna trade this life for fortune and fame id even cut my hair and change my name and well hide out in the private rooms with the latest dictionary and todays whos who theyll get you anything with that evil smile everybodys got a drug dealer on speed dial hey hey i wanna be a rockstar im gonna sing those songs that offend the censors gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser ill get washed up singers writing all my songs lip sync em every night so i dont get em wrong 