
(Chorus)
There's no more room for rock stars
In this label travesty
She's extraordinaire, but they don't care
'cause she ain't in the family
You can have the Oscar
'long as they keep all the money
before the pen is capped, you'll be booby trapped
the outlook isn't sunny
Give up your soul, and sign a contract
each player earns 3 cents a copy
They end up rich, while you go bankrupt
Taken in legal monopoly, and you're gone next week
There's no more room for rock stars
in this one hit wonderland
Do your time 'til the next in line
is the up and coming band
Whatever happened to Marcy Playground?
Did they fall off of the swing?
Sex and Candy sells, but something really smells
in the record industry
No more room for rock stars
on this indy band marquis
You can play a show at the Whiskey A Go
if your friends fill all the seats
Don't you quit your day job
'cause you won't make a penny
Forget your plans of a Mercedes Benz
it ain't even funny
There's no more room for rock stars
before or after rehearsel
don't need the ego trips, when we're playin' for tips
Go sell it to Universal
There's no more room for rock stars
if you wanna jam with me
I'm in it for fun, don't wanna be number one
so plug in, tune, and play
Like Courtney Love said
I'll do it myself
& Ani DiFranco
We Won't Get Fooled Again