Lyrics:
hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
Bullet in a gun
How many voices go unheard?
How many lessons never learned?
How many artists fear the light
Fear
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
Hey hey, marshall
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
난
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
the composer
The artist is to remain true to himself
And to let the chips fall where they may
Hey let's have some fun this time
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
どう呼ばれたって (たって) 構わない I don't care, I don't care
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
やりたいように
I see ya, oh yeah. We're all artists here
And after all
An artist has got to suffer hey
An artist has got to suffer
An artist has got to suffer
Am I
doesn't even know where he's at"
And they sit in front of their tv
Sayin' "hey isn't this a lot of fun"
And they laugh at the artist
Saying "he don't
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
난
Hey hey. Hey hey, baby, hey.
Hey hey. Hey hey, baby, hey.
I love you baby,
Sure ain't gonna be your dog.
Hey hey. Hey hey, baby, hey.
Hey hey
Mr. Berman?
What?
We have Eminem here to see you
About fuckin' time
Send him in
Steve
Good to see you, man
Um, hey, I just
Well, look
Uh
BTS
Chun Li
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey
Don't know the reason why I think I've been here before
This place seems so familiar
Your body has got to admit, that hey you're a starving artist
Squeeze your body as tight as a fist
And say hey you're a starving artist man
You're
Ride the wild wind
(Push the envelope, don't sit on the fence) hey hey hey hey
Ride the wild wind
(Live life on the razors edge) hey hey hey
And it haunts her constantly
It's a false alarm to me
She's a false alarm
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False
Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put
to rock 'n' roll
Say Hey Hey Hey, Hey Pocky Way
Hey Hey, Hey Pocky Way
Laugh back foolin' in your car
Makes no difference who or where you are
Feel
the business
The man a done the place
Hey, see right now, a feature fi the I dem
Brand new Sean Paul
And this ago mash up the place
So, all who love and respect
I don't know
It's like when you go to read your own poetry
You get all choked up
Listen up and I'll tell a story
About an artist growing old
Hey
Bullshit artist
I'll be your canvas
Paint me a picture
Hey
Bullshit artist
Tell me a story
Make it poetic
It's soo beautiful
To watch you go
Hey
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