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Nickelback - Gods of Guitar - Rockstar
Gods of Guitar
Disc 1
01. One Vision
02. Start Me Up
03. Money for Nothing
04. The Boys Are Back in Town
05. Crazy Crazy Nights
06. Ever Fallen in Love (With Someone You Shouldn’t’ve?)
07. One Way Road
08. You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet
09. All Right Now
10. Sunshine of Your Love
11. Spanish Castle Magic
12. Feel Good Hit of the Summer
13. Peaches
14. Jessica
15. Parisienne Walkways
16. Epic
17. When You Were Young
18. Seven Nation Army
19. Gimme All Your Lovin’
20. Wild Thing
21. Clocks
Disc 2
01. These Days
02. Beautiful Day
03. Rebel Rebel
04. The Only Thing That Looks Good on Me Is You
05. Pictures of Matchstick Men
06. Who Are You
07. Blitzkrieg Bop
08. Since You’ve Been Gone
09. Ace of Spades
10. Paranoid
11. Higher Ground
12. Woman
13. This Ain’t a Scene, It’s an Arms Race
14. Rockstar
15. Question
16. Born to Be Wild
17. Smoke on the Water
18. Layla
19. Dumb Things
20. Live and Let Die
I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth, and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

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
(Uh, so what you need?)

I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club at 37,000 feet
(Been there, done that)

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
(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and changed my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair and, well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hmm, 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
(I'll have the quesadilla, haha!)

I'm 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
(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and changed my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser
I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync 'em every night, so I don't get 'em wrong

Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar