The Cult - Dirty Little Rock Star lyrics

So you be a dirty little rock star Blood stained sleeve your Slimane Dior You live a lie, sold your soul for the paper You be a slave, be a media who*e Snake skin heal and a cold black coal man A shootin' sapphires up a dead man's arm Hyena lurk outside your door You're pa**ed out on the bathroom floor Bite your lip, baby Shake your hip, baby Taste the whip, baby, come on You wanna be a dirty little rock star I don't see no dirty little rock star Chaos breeds under heaven's skyline Young hearts are melting, only phoenix survive Stay in the game, you sick little hipster You get it all, you get it ahead You shake your hip, baby Bite you lip, baby Back the whip, baby, come on You wanna be a dirty little rock star I don't believe no dirty little rock star You wanna be a dirty little rock star You know we need no dirty little rock star You know we need no dirty little rock star You wanna be a dirty little rock star You wanna be a dirty little rock star You wanna be a dirty little rock star I don't see no dirty little rock star