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words: Marco Roelofs
Kurt, Jim, Keith and Jimmy
They were twenty seven
I wanna play with them in Gods' Rockstar heaven
I blow myself away, I blow
myself away
Just blow my head away
If I'm famous and twenty seven
Then I'll blow myself to heaven
At the minute my life ends
I get real Rockstar-friends
Let's play a real cool song
Made by Jim and Kurt
Let's print the whole band
On a T-dye-shirt
Cool idols die young!
It's almost as if all cool rock stars die at the age of 27. If there's
such a thing as Rockstar-heaven, it's bound to be a crazy place to be!
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