Some people say a girl is made outta gold,
An idol is tinsel and glitter, but cold,
Tinsel and glitter, but cold to the bone,
A million fans, but she lives alone.
You break sixteen bones, what do you get?
A worshipin' horde and a dangerous rep,
Hey Largo come and tell me, 'cause I gotta know,
How to keep these fans from stealin' my soul.
I was born one mornin' with the snow comin' down,
Put on a costume and walked into town,
I voiced animé parts and I sang some blues,
And the public said, "We want more of you!"
I was born one mornin' when the sky was grey,
Was a time I thought things were goin' my way,
Got loads of devotion from a fanboy host,
But not from the one I needed the most.
If you see me comin' keep your hands away,
A lotta men don't and a lotta men pay,
Got a belt dyed black and I ain't shy
About breakin' wrists or bruisin' eyes.
(apologies to Tennessee Ernie Ford)
Tennessee Ernie Ford
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you, then the left one will