Tuesday, July 04, 2006

The American Way of Life

To celebrate the American way of life on this July 4th, I would like to share with you the song that we sang at our last writers retreat. It’s actually a song released by Nickelback on their CD, All The Right Reasons, called Rockstar. Now I had changed up some of the words to hopefully inspire our group and just to have fun. If you have the CD, play it and sing along. Or you can buy their CD at Amazon.com. The whole CD is awesome.

Rockstar retitled Bookstar

I'm through with standing in line
to clubs we'll never get in.
I'm like the bottom of the ninth
and I"m never gonna win.
This life hasn't turned out
quite the way I want it to be.

I want a brand new house
on an episode of Cribs.
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
for ten plus me.

I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet.
I want a new tour bus full of old Renoirs.
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard.
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me.

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame.
I'd even cut my hair and change my name.

'Cause we all just wanna be big book stars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The stories come easy and the hugs come cheap.
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat.
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars.
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playgirl honey
With his bleach blond hair
Hey Hey I wanna be a book star
Hey Hey I wanna be a book star

I wanna be great like Nora without the hassles
Hire eight body guards that love to heat up castles.
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free.
I think I'm gonna dress my ass
with the latest fashion.

Get a front door key to the Playgirl mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me.

I'm gonna trade this life
for fortune and fame.
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name.

'Cause we all just wanna be big book stars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The stories come easy and the hugs come cheap.
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat.
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars.
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playgirl honey
With his bleach blond hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and
today’s who’s who’s
They’ll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a
book dealer on speed dial
Hey Hey I wanna be a book star

Gonna write those stories
that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
from a pez dispenser
Get worn out editors to work all night long
Rethink them every night so I don’t get’em wrong

Well, we all just wanna be big book stars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The stories come easy and the hugs come cheap.
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat.
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars.
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playgirl honey
With his bleach blond hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and
today’s who’s who’s
They’ll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a
book dealer on speed dial
Hey Hey I wanna be a book star
Hey Hey I wanna be a book star


Anything's possible, folks! Happy 4th of July!

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