All we are, all we ever will be,
Eight hour days and rock-steady humility,
And I'm so fucking happy,
And I wish you the same, thing too,
After the cover of the rolling stone girl,
Tell me the truth,

And you look like shit, but don't you ever change,
When they pretty you up for the magazine spread,
Can you live that black, with those airbrushed tracks,
You know it you know it,
You know it you know it you know,
And you look like shit, but don't you ever change,
When they pretty you up for the magazine spread,
Can you live that black, with those airbrushed tracks,
You know it you know it,
You know it you know it you know,

(She looks like)
Duke of new york, number one original,
Wake pop culture up by dying on the job,
And I'd kinda like to be the one to tell you,
Girl you're bleeding out your feet,
(Ahh yeah! )
After the cover of the rolling stone,
After the cover of the rolling stone(y'all),
You paid full price for it but you'll
Only need the edge of your seat.