A Wilhelm Scream - I Wipe My Ass with Showbiz lyrics
[A Wilhelm Scream - I Wipe My Ass with Showbiz lyrics]
You dance with the man, shake his hand
Shine his shoes
Your revolution rock hit's sound like
Shit through your iPod
Put fists up like I got, not give me the loot
How I tried to buy my soul back
But the devil bent me over for it
Got me curled up in the shower
Scratching the letters that read
Dear mother, I sold my soul for management
Fog blasts will not mask
A stage act unnatural
Those timed jumps cause merch bumps
Now guests list the suit's
And past the smoke hangs the backdrop
Crowd screams holy mackerel
Verse-chorus, verse-chorus, a solo, then boom
How I tried to buy my soul back
But the devil bent me over for it
Got you curled up in the shower
Scratching the letters that read
Dear mother, I sold my soul for management