Queens of the Stone Age

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3.I'm Designer

My generation's for sale,
Beats a steady job.
How much have you got?
My generation don't trust no one,
Its hard to blame,
Not even ourselves.
The thing that's real for us is: fortune and fame,
All the rest seems like work.
Its just like Diamonds
I'm high class I'm a whore,
Actually both,
Basically I'm a pro,
We've all got our own style
(of baggage),
Why hump it yourself,
You've made me an offer that I can refuse,
(course either way I get screwed)
Counter proposal:
It's truly a lie. I'm counterfeit myself,
You don't own, you don't own, you don't own,
You don't own what none can buy,
High and mighty you say selling out is a sham,
Is that the name of your book?
Push a silver spoon in your ass,
No more holding us down,
(dog. down mutt. Nice mutt)
You're insulted, You can't be bought or sold.
Translation: offer too low.
You don't know what you're worth,
(It isn't much.)
My piano is for sale.
How many times must I sell myself before my pieces are gone?
I'm one of a kind,
Never again will I repeat myself,
Enough is never enough,
It used to be the plan was: screwing the man
Now its have sex with a man,
It's truly a lie, I'm counterfeit myself,
You don't own, you don't own, you don't own me,
You don't own what none can buy,
You don't own
Neither do I
end
It's truly a lie. I'm counterfeit myself,
Never again will I repeat myself,
I'm high class I'm a whore,
You don't own, you don't own, you don't own,
It used to be the plan was: screwing the man
High and mighty you say selling out is a sham,