Doing stand-up in a lesbian bar © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "I DON'T WANNA BE A ROCK'N'ROLL STAR" BY: PEER GÜNT BONUS QUOTE: "If there's one thing I can't stand when I'm drunk it's up. KRAZY KURT		This poor stand-up dude has a really crappy booking agent. Where are the guys? There's not even a fag! But many freaks and ugly gals The best ones all look like nasty trolls There is something wrong! He thinks his gig there is not what it should be His set of jokes they do not agree But here's the main thing, he needs the pay His manager's a douche! He's the pre-show in a lesbian bar Dick jokes are downers up front so far He's a warm-up to the SCUM manifest' God, let him leave alive with his testes! There is a grandma in a butch brazziere From yore, not the very first time The hotel behind of there Is called the Beaver Fair Red lights get in his eyes It blows that he needs the dough And if boos could wear him down He'd now be 4'1 (="four and one") Doing stand-up in a feminist bar Crack jokes won't get him beer, only scars He's so out of place and luck that it sucks Just wanna get his sixtynine bucks He keeps ducking, as the torment goes on And he is planning escape routes half-time All those navy cuts and butch cigars No, he'll got no laughs, just scars Doing stand-up in a lesbian bar Boob puns he's juggling way under par He is called a fucking chauvinist shame And then his hands-on "change" is proclaimed Bombing stand-up in a feminist bar Doorkeepers called an ambulance car He now has a carved "FU" on his chest But had to leave behind his left teste © Peter Andersson 2017
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