I'm Designer lyrics

Song information

Artist: Queens Of The Stone Age
Album: Era Vulgaris

Lyrics

My generation's for sale
Beats a steady job
How much have you got?
My generation don't trust no one
Its hard to blame
Not even ourselves
The thing that's real for us is: fortune and fame
All the rest seems like work
Its 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
(Course either way I get screwed)
Counter proposal:
I go home and jerk off

It's truly a lie. I'm counterfeit myself
It's truly a lie. I'm counterfeit myself

You don't own, you don't own, you don't own
You don't own what none can buy
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 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 its have sex with a man
(After he buys you ".com" for sale at a low, low price)

It's truly a lie, I'm counterfeit myself
It's truly a lie, I'm 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
Neither do i