Letra da Música: I'm Designer - Queens Of The Stone Age

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 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 what none can buy
You don't own

High and mighty you say selling out is a shame
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
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 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
Neither do I Neither do I Either, I'm designer.