Tim Minchin - Roch'n'Roll Nerd (Royal Albert Hall) | Текст песни

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• Roch'n'Roll Nerd (Royal Albert Hall)

He doesn't have a problem with drugs
He just doesn't get them.
He's fine that his mates have tattoos
But he thinks they'll regret them.
He likes going to pubs
But he hates when the music's too loud.
He tends not to go to rock concerts
Cause he can't stand the crowd.
But all he's ever wanted to be
Is a rock star on Rage or MTV
But he knows that it's not fucking likely
He just turned 30

He knows that he will always be
A rock 'n' roll nerd
He'll keep writing songs the world will never hear
And though they won't be heard
He'll just keep writing
Oh yeah

But you see the problem is
He always dreamed of being a star
But he learned piano instead of guitar
Which in the 90s didn't get you very far
So while all the other kids were learning Stairway
He was the piano to their forte
But he was convinced one day
That he would rock their fucking asses
Be an icon for the disenfranchised masses
And grow his hair long
And rebel against the state
But just for now that'd have to wait
Cause he's running late for his morning classes

And he will always be
A rock 'n' roll nerd
He'll keep playing gigs that no one knows about
And though it sounds absurd
He'll just keep playing
Oh yeah

But you see the problem is
There's not much depth in what he's singing
He's a victim of his upper middle class upbringing
So he can't write about the hood
Or bling bling
So he sits and imagines his girlfriend is dead
To try and invoke some angst in his middle class head
But the bitch is always fine at half past nine
When they go to bed
And he's not spent a single night in prison
He has no issues with nutrition
He has no drinking problem
And no drug addiction
Unless you count the drugs they put in chicken
And marijuana always tends to make him cough
He doesn't look good with his t-shirt off
And when he tries to act tough you can tell he's trickin'

While his mates all go out late
Popping pills and having fun
He goes home and showers
And gets a good eight hours
He gets his thrills from his morning run
And while his mates all go on dates
Taking speed and drinking cans of Jim Beam
He stays home and cooks
Curls up with a book
With the girl he's had since he was seventeen

Cause he's never really been
Part of the scene
Give him Guns 'n' Roses
He'll take Queen
He's more into Beatles
Than The Stones
He's more Stevie Wonder
Than Ramones
And he's never owned a panel van
He never shot a Pantera fan
He doesn't know the difference between metal and thrash
He couldn't tell you nothing about Axel and Slash
He likes Ben Folds to the Jackson Five
He knows all the words to Staying Alive
And though he wants to be all grungy and cool
He spent eleven years in a private school
So it don't matter how he tries
He can't hide behind his rock 'n' roll lies
Cause you've either got it or you don't
You'll either rock it or you won't

Cause you've either got it or you don't
You'll either rock it or you won't

Cause you've either got it or you don't

He knows that his music lacks depth
But it just can't be helped
He has nothing interesting to say
So he writes about himself
But he doesn't want to seem self obsessed
So he writes in third person
In an attempt to seem more rock 'n' roll
But he suspects it's not working
And deep in his heart he knows
That he'll never be Silver Chair or Eskimo Joe
And even if he was quite pretty
With small pants like Kylie

He knows that he will always be
A rock 'n' roll nerd
He'll keep writing songs the world don't care about
And though it sounds absurd
He'll just keep writing
Oh yeah

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