Lyric In The Name Of Rock n Roll

Won t You listen all You pretty boys
in magazines You look like plastic toys
Superstars of rock You just pretend
a blasphemy that never seems to end

Ugly bastard, You think You look good
but there are things You never understood
with lipstick and mascara in your hand
bet You re not even sure You re a man
now listen;

Hairdryer soldiers marching out to war
can t you see Yourself, You re such a bore
Why don t You all just lie down and die?
The world s a mess and You re the reason why