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Clave Star

A Filk to the tune of Rockstar by Nickelback

revised by Cajun

To hear the original Nickelback song, click here

I through wit' standin’ in line at clubs I never get in
It like th' tail leg of a race an’ I never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out quite th' way I want it to be

(Tell me what you want)

I wanna brand new house on a planet full o’ sin
An’ a ship I can put my own Clave in
An’ a king size tub big enough fo’ ten plus me

(So what you need?)

I need a credit chip that got no limit
An’ a quad-size needle wit’ a bedroom in it
Gonna join the Karman Line Club at four-hundred-thousand feet

(Been there, done that)

I wanna yacht that got both th' speed an' looks
My name in gold in th' record books
Somewhere between Spike an’ Cobra is fine fo’ me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I gonna trade this life fo' fortune an’ fame
I even cut my hair an’ change my name

'Cause we all jus’ wanna be big Clave stars
An’ live in penthouse mansions drivin’ fifteen cars
Th' girls come easy an’ the drugs come cheap
We all stay skinny 'cause we jus’ won' eat
An’ we hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP wit' the racin’ stars
Every world-class Maker’s gonna wind up there
Every sweet young Groupie wit’ th’ eager stare an' well...

Hey hey, I wanna be a Clave star
Hey hey, I wanna be a Clave star

I wanna be great like Kam wit'out the hassles
Hire eight Haven guards who love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals fo’ free

(I'll have the quesadilla, on the house)

I gonna dress my ass in th' latest fashion
Get a front door key to Calvario’s mansion
Gonna date Orion pros who love to blow my money fo' me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I gonna trade this life fo' fortune an’ fame
I even cut my hair an’ change my name

'Cause we all jus’ wanna be big Clave stars
An’ live in penthouse mansions drivin’ fifteen cars
The girls come easy an’ the drugs come cheap
We all stay skinny 'cause we jus’ won' eat
An’ we hang out in th' coolest bars
In the VIP wit' the racin’ stars
Every world-class Maker’s gonna wind up there
Every sweet young Groupie wit’ th’ eager stare
An' we hide out in the private rooms
Wit' the latest information on who's doin’ who
They get you anyt’ing wit’ that evil smile
Everybody got a Haven dealer on speed dial an'

Hey hey I wanna be a Clave star

I gonna fly so high, I amaze the King
Gonna drop my chems into everyt’ing
I get fresh nobodies doin’ all my Makes
They run all th’ test flights just in case they break

Well, we all jus’ wanna be big Clave stars
An’ live in penthouse mansions drivin’ fifteen cars
The girls come easy an’ the drugs come cheap
We all stay skinny 'cause we jus’ won' eat
An’ we hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP wit' the racin’ stars
Every world-class Maker’s gonna wind up there
Every sweet young Groupie wit’ th’ eager stare
An' we hide out in the private rooms
Wit' the latest information on who's doin’ who
They get you anyt’ing wit’ that evil smile
Everybody got a Haven dealer on speed dial an'

Hey hey I wanna be a Clave star
Hey hey I wanna be a Racer

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