Rock Star In My Living Room

Lyrics

Rock Star In My Living Room Lyrics and music by Joe Merrick © Flipping through the pages of a Rolling Stone Thinking that I might be better off unknown Cause the truth of the matter is I don?t belong Now that the seventies are gone Tired of playing Monday nights in empty rooms Singing my heart out to the tables and brooms All of the artists are lonely and stranded Finding their way home drunk and empty handed If it?s all just a matter of luck I?ll put my efforts into making a buck In my spare time I?ll write a tune And be a rock star in my living room I could say anything in these here spaces while the college girls dance with drunken faces They?d follow me wherever I?d go Only if they saw me on a video I sing the songs of superstars Cause nobody listens in local bars But I really don?t have to be understood I don?t even have to be that good So give me a mirror and I?m on top Striking poses with a microphone prop It?s sad but it?s true that in the end I?d rather stay home here and pretend

Credits

Lyrics Credits: Joe Merrick

Music Credits: Joe Merrick

Producer Credits: Joe Merrick

Description

Short Song Description: A disenchanted artist's lament

Metadata

Song Length: 4:08

Primary Genre: Country-Rock

Secondary Genre: -

Tempo: Slow (71 - 90)