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Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed millionaire

 

 



Tattooed boys with expensive toys

Living in a bubble of sin

Money can buy you most of anything

Fix your nose or the mess you're in



Front page news, you can share your views

With a population (that) wants to be like you

Out on the strip, out on the tiles

Same old greed behind the P.R. smiles



You and all your entourage - to me you're all the same

You and all your entourage - playing foolish games



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire



He's got a wife - she ain't no brain child

Ex-mud queen of Miami

In his stretch Cadillac he keeps her in the back

With his CD player and his bottle of Jack



L.A. dude, L.A. attitude

Laid back, selfish, and getting fat

Bodyguards, porn stars, gold credit cards

Using each other - running for cover



You and all your entourage - to me you're all the same

You and all your entourage - playing foolish games



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire



I don't want your big city shining

I don't want your silver lining

I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire

 

 

 

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