Cifra de Nothing Ruins Comedy - Tim Minchin
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Nothing ruins comedy like arenas
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That is a well established fact
But your enjoyment is not as important
as my self-esteem is
My ego's the only thing you can see clearly from the back
But i'm quite famous now
Suck my balls
I've sold my tickets, my job is done,
Fuck you all
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Who cares about quality, this is not about you, this is all about me
And my tiny little penis, and flogging DVDs
So bring it on, bring it on
Fuck the (punters?), bring it on
I am a rockstar motherfucker, and I won't be one for long
So bring it on, bring it on
You gotta make hay in the shining sun
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You gotta rock on the way up, cause the only way to go from here is down
But I'm trapped for now, and the fact for now, is there's no escaping this
And wearing baseball caps to hide my face,
so the (paps?) don't snatch my kids
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All I ever wanted was, to sing my little songs
But now i'm pregnant in Hello Mag, and overweight in Cosmopoliton
So bring it on, before too long my wife and kids'll be gone, gone, gone
And i'll have wanked myself to death in the penthouse suite of the
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(Can't hear)
So bring it on, bring it on, found the hookers, stop the bombs
I am a rockstar, i've got a fucking orchestra, I can do what I fucking want
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I thought fame would make me happy, but she's a fickle cheap romance
No-one even listens to my lyrics, they just wanna see me dance
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All the real stars are hanging in bars
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Hanging out in bars
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All the real stars are hanging out in bars
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Hanging out in bars
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Bars, bars