Key: E
Introduction:
Eb Eb4
Nothing ruins comedy like arenas
Eb Eb4
That is a well established fact
Eb
But your enjoyment is not as important
Eb Eb4 Eb
as my self-esteem is
Eb
My ego's the only thing you can see clearly from the back
Cm Bb
But i'm quite famous now
Eb
Suck my balls
Cm Bb
I've sold my tickets, my job is done,
Eb
Fuck you all
Cm Bb Ab
Eb
Who cares about quality, this is not about you, this is all about me
F Ab Bb
And my tiny little penis, and flogging DVDs
Ebm C#
So bring it on, bring it on
Ab Bb
Fuck the (punters?), bring it on
C# Ab Bb
I am a rockstar motherfucker, and I won't be one for long
Ebm C#
So bring it on, bring it on
Ab
You gotta make hay in the shining sun
Ebm C# Ab
Bb
You gotta rock on the way up, cause the only way to go from here is down
Cm Bb Ab
Eb
But I'm trapped for now, and the fact for now, is there's no escaping this
Cm Bb
And wearing baseball caps to hide my face,
Ab Eb
so the (paps?) don't snatch my kids
Ab Cm Fm Cm
All I ever wanted was, to sing my little songs
F Ab Bb Ebm
But now i'm pregnant in Hello Mag, and overweight in Cosmopoliton
C# Ab
So bring it on, before too long my wife and kids'll be gone, gone, gone
Ebm C# Ab
And i'll have wanked myself to death in the penthouse suite of the
Bb
(Can't hear)
Ebm C# Ab
So bring it on, bring it on, found the hookers, stop the bombs
Ebm C# Ab
Bb
I am a rockstar, i've got a fucking orchestra, I can do what I fucking want
Cm Bb Ab
Eb
I thought fame would make me happy, but she's a fickle cheap romance
F Ab G
No-one even listens to my lyrics, they just wanna see me dance
Cm Bb Ab
All the real stars are hanging in bars
Cm Bb Ab
Hanging out in bars
Cm Bb Ab
All the real stars are hanging out in bars
Cm Bb Cm
Hanging out in bars
Cm G
Bars, bars