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Queens Of The Stone Age - I'm Designer (Hot Chip Remix)

I'm Designer
Queens Of The Stone Age
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My generation's for sale
Beats a steady job
How much have you got?
My generation don't trust no one
It's hard to blame
Not even ourselves
The thing that's real for us is: fortune and fame
All the rest seems like work
It's just like diamonds
In shit

I'm high class, I'm a whore
Actually both,
Basically I'm a pro
We've all got our own style of baggage
Why hump it yourself
You've made me an offer that I can refuse
'cause either way I get screwed
Counter proposal
I go home and jerk off

It's truly a lie
I counterfeit myself
It's truly a lie
I counterfeit myself
You don't own, you don't own, you don't own, you don't own
You don't own what none can buy
You don't own, you don't own, neither do I

High and mighty you say selling out is a sham
Is that the name of your book?
Push a silver spoon in your ass
No more holding us down
(dog down dog down mutt. Nice mutt)

You're insulted
You can't be bought or sold.
Translation: offer too low.
You don't know what you're worth,
It isn't much,
My piano is for sale.
How many times must I sell myself before my pieces are gone?
I'm one of a kind,
I'm designer

Never again will I repeat myself,
Enough is never enough,
Never again will I repeat myself.

It used to be the plan was: screwing the man
Now it's have sex with a man,
(After he buys you --.com for sale at a low, low price)

It's truly a lie, I counterfeit myself,
Its truly a lie, I counterfeit myself,
You don't own, you don't own, you don't own me,
You don't own what none can buy,
You don't own, you don't own what none can buy,
Neither do I

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