Like a superstar

Like a superstar

01. THE RICH AND FAMOUS

Good God
Ev’rybody strike the pose
Dressed up in your fancy clothes
Smiling from your silver spoon
Pick out your brand new shoes, red carpet blues

We’re the rich and famous
Life’s a bitch, baby
But can you blame us

See ’em in the scandalous pages
Dancing while the lawsuit rages
We don’t have but a care in the world
Cause we’re the only thing in and it’s all that we’ve got

We like to rock it up
Hey, come on turn it up
We like to shake it up
And we drive fast cars and we frequent bars

We’re the rich and famous
Life’s a bitch, baby
But can you blame us

We’re the rich, baby
And famous
We’re outrageous
And we’re shameless
We’re the rich
And famous
We’re outrageous
And we’re shameless, baby

Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye
Woo-hoo-hoo

Aaah, come on and rock it up
Come on and turn it up
The jets are taking off
Aaah, we drive fast cars and I don’t know why

We’re the rich and famous
Life’s a bitch
But can you blame us
We’re the rich and famous
Life’s a bitch
Can you blame us
Cause we’re shameless
And outrageous
We’re the rich and famous
Yeah
Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye

02. FIGHT

Yeah, sometimes you got to fight, fight, fight
For what you think is right, right, right
And if they say you’re wrong, wrong, wrong
You gotta stay strong, strong, strong

You hit them with your left hook right
An’ knock ‘em into Friday night
Sometimes you got to fight, fight, fight
For what you think is right, right, right

Start jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and
Jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’
Jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and
Jabbin’ and weavin’ yeah

And if it gets rough, rough, rough
You gotta stay tough, tough, tough
Your back’s against the wall, wall, wall
You never gonna fall, fall, fall

You hit them with your left hook right
And knock ‘em clear out of sight
Sometimes you got to fight, fight, fight
For what you think is right, right, right, yeah

Fight
Ah yeah
Aah
Right off the top of my head
Right off the top of my head
Right off the top of my head
Right off the top of my head
It’s a K.O.
It’s a K.O.
Yeah it’s a K.O.
Awww

Ooh, keep jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and
Jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and
Jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and weavin’, jabbin’ and
Jabbin’ and weavin’ yeah

Sometimes you got to fight, fight, fight
For what you think is right, right, right
And when they say you’re wrong, wrong, wrong
You gotta stay strong

You talk about a knock-out night
I’m talkin’ ‘bout a left, wild right
Sometimes you got to fight, fight, fight
For what you think is right, right, right

Right, right, right
Right, right, right
Aah, fuck it up

Get down
Woah
Oooh

Right off the top of my head
Right off the top of my head
Right off the top of my head
Right off the top of my head
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

03. READY TO ROCK

Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Once you get it started, hey it ain’t gonna stop
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock

Seen it on the television, black as it looks
You make a lot of money honey if you got the hooks
You want it, you need it, break out of your box
Give everything you’ve got to the school of hard knocks

Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Once you turn it on you can’t turn it off
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock

Get out, get out, go on get outrageous
Get out, get out, go on get outrageous

Aah, your mama says you’re nothing, daddy says you’re a fool
So now that you’re a failure what are you gonna do
Sold your soul for rock and roll you two dollar whore
Let me lick your tits and get out on the floor

Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
You just don’t want a little, now you can’t get enough
Are you ready, you’re willing, you’re able to rock

Get out, get out, go on get outrageous
Get out, get out, go on get outrageous
Get out, get out, go on get outrageous
Get out, out, go on get outrageous

Seen it on the television, black as it looks
You make a lot of money honey if you got the hooks
You want it, you need it, break out of your box
Give everything you’ve got to the school of hard knocks

Look up on the stage, see the glamour and glitz
Take a lot of misses ‘fore you get the hits
Dreamin’ that you’re gonna make a million bucks
Well it’s hard knocks, dirty socks, electric shocks

Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
They start at the bottom, aim straight for the top
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock

Aah, get out, get out, come on get outrageous
Get out, get out, go on get outrageous
Get out, get out, go on get outrageous
Get out, get out, go on get outrageous

Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock
Are you ready, are you willing, are you able to rock

04. LIKE A SUPERSTAR

I wanna have sex like a superstar
I wanna get dressed like a superstar
I wanna be famous for who I are
Wanna have sex like a superstar

I wanna, I wanna success like a superstar
I wanna get mobbed out on the boulevard
I wanna be famous for who I are
I wanna have keys to a superstar car

Wanna have sex like a superstar
Wanna have sex inside my car

Oh, I wanna have sex and I wanna impress
I wanna confess that I wanna suck-cess
I wanna be blessed and I wanna excess
I wanna have sex like a superstar

Fuck a star
Fuck a star
Fuck a star
Fuck a star
Fuck a star
Fuck a star
Fuck a star

I wanna, I wanna have sex, I wanna confess
I wanna have sex, confess to the press
I wanna be blessed, be blessed with success
I wanna success, I wanna impress

I wanna have sex and I wanna impress
I wanna confess that I wanna suck-cess
And I wanna be blessed cause I wanna excess
And I wanna have sex like a superstar

05. THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON

Suicide bomber on the dance floor
Got the moves and now he wants to score
Shake ‘em up and shake ‘em down and sweaty
This town just ain’t big enough no more

Finger on the trigger and I’m ready
Let me tell you how the west was won
It’s my way or the highway and I’m steady
I don’t like the way you carry on
And I don’t like the clothes that you got on

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Yee-haw

You think you wanna be an easy rider
You say you wanna live without a law
You’re never gonna get across the border
Everybody up against the wall

They’ll never let me be an outsider
The rats will tell ya how the race is run
There’s a man goin’ ‘round taking names
He wants me to work and have no fun
Well I’ve got news for you, ol’ son

I said fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on, yeah
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Aah, you, you, yeah

Yee-haw
Woah
Yee-haw

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on

Suicide bomber on the dance floor
Stand back and watch the sucker blow
Hey Mr. Martyr fire starter
Go and find someone else to blame
Go back where the hell it was you came

Aah, fuck you and the horse you rode in on
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on, yeah
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on, yeah
You and the horse you rode in on
Yee-haw

06. SUPERSHOW

On my way, my way to the supershow
We’re headin’ in, in through the outdoor
Pass the man passin’ out the penalty
Inside be what you wanna be

Five days working on a breakdown
Ignite inside the playground
Don’t be known, don’t become a number
Come alive, live while we slumber

On my way, my way to the supershow
We’re headin’ in, in through the outdoor
On our way, way to the supershow
Let’s go, let’s go the supershow

Here’s one for the ladies
If they could see in the dark
A guide for the ladies
They hold back a work of art
They’re driving Mercedes
And wearing the finest clothes
So come with me baby
Cause we got the ways to go
Oooh

Track back the source of the energy
Come alive and be what you wanna be
Tonight we storm the front door
Tonight we’re outside the law

On our way, way to the supershow
We’re headin’ in, in through the outdoor
Hey ho, let’s go the supershow
Hey ho, let’s go the supershow
The supershow
It’s supershow
And rock ’n’ roll
Out of control

Oh no, supershow
Oh no, supershow
Oh no, supershow
Rock ’n’ roll, heavy metal techno

On my way, my way to the supershow
On my way, my way to the supershow
On our way, way to the supershow
On our way, way to the supershow
Supershow
Supershow
Supershow
Supershow

Oh no, the supershow
Oh no, the supershow
Oh no, the supershow
Oh no, the supershow
Yeah
Oh no, the supershow
Oh no, the supershow
Oh no, the supershow
Oooh no

07. PUSSY SONG

How do you know when you’ve got the go
That’s the go ahead when it’s time
I was impatient, the new sensation
But not till I wined and dined
Cause trust equals trust and lust if you must
Be wrong ’cause if you’re so right
Now I’ll tell you a secret, I want you to keep it
She let me shave her pussy last night

Hey ho, goodbye, hello
Yeah wow, hello hello
Hey ho, goodbye, hello
Yeah uh, she let me shave her pussy last night

Damned if you do and damned if you don’t
A relationship state of confusion
Be a man if you can, but you won’t understand
This emotional cocktail illusion
Cause trust equals trust, and lust cause you must
But your mind wants something smoother
It’s the ultimate intimate, both can get into it
She let me shave her pussy last night

Hey ho, goodbye, hello
Yeah ho, hello hello
Wooh wooh, goodbye, hello
Yeah ho, let me shave her pussy last night

Wooh, wooh, down
Yeah, yeah, down
Ooooooh, yeah, right

Close is so close and much close to the most but never too close to the skin
In the heat of the night when the moment was right close your eyes and let me begin
Don’t slip but go slowly the hands are the holy, relax, back, trust in me
Way down in the dark it was my work of art
Way down in the dark it was my work of art
Are we feelin’ alright
Are we feelin’ alright
Are we feelin’ alright
Ooh, ooh
Ooh yeah
Ouch, hey
Ouch
Ouch
Mmm
Ah, electric
Woohoo
Electric
Awww

Hey ho, goodbye, hello
Yeah ho, goodbye, hello
Wooh wooh, hello, hello
Yeah wait up, she let me shave her pussy last night

08. BIG BANG THEORY

I see a face in every star
And I see a star in every face
Yeah, I see a face in every star
And I see the star in every face

Is history the mystery that love thinks is bigger and better than all of us
And two worlds clashing all that life can live without us

Cause I see a face in every star
And I see a star in every face

I’m talking ’bout a big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory, big bang
A big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory, big bang

Try to be supersonic, and all those impossible things
And I tried for a while to fly but you know I ain’t got no wings
So let those fools fool ya, they only school what ya don’t wanna know
Cause you’re back on the track you never know just how far it could go

Cause I see a face in every star
And I see a star in every face

I’m talking big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory, big bang
Big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory, big bang
Big bang, theory baby
A big bang, you got it
A big bang, big bang
Big bang theory, big bang

Aaaah, stop what you’re doing
Take hold of what you are
Stop what you’re doing
Take hold of who you are
Stop what you’re doing
Take hold of what you are
Stop what you’re doing
Take hold of who you are

B-b-b-big, b-b-b-bang, b-b-b-big bang theory baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-big bang
B-b-b-big, b-b-b-bang, b-b-b-big bang theory baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-big bang
B-b-b-big, b-b-b-bang, b-b-b-big bang theory baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-big bang
B-b-b-big, b-b-b-bang, b-b-b-big bang theory baby
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-big bang
Hey, I like that beat
Big brother is layin’ it down
I can hear us on the radio with that
Mmmm I kinda like that, I like that sound
I’m at the stage and if I, I’m on stage it’s a miracle
And you know what
I don’t know
How all this stuff’s coming down

Cause I see a face in every star
And I see a star in every face

Aaah, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory, big bang
Big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory, big bang
Big bang theory
Baby, big bang theory
Big bang theory, big bang
Big bang theory
Big bang theory
Big bang theory, big bang

09. GOLD

Hey
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat

Aaah Eureka, flash in the pan
I stake my claim, I struck a vein
Viva los viga from overload
Bet the bank I’m sittin’ on
And let it roll

Gold, I’m digging you
Gold, I’m buying you
Gold, men die for you
Gold, you shine right through, yeah

Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat

I am a masochist, with a masochist kiss
I search the world for pain like this
My El Dorado it has no price
My Tutankhamun I’ll sacrifice

Gold, I’m digging you
So gold, I’m buying you
Gold, men die for you
Gold, yeah you shine right through, yeah

I said, I sing
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Right up to the top and rock this first class beat

Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Body and soul, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Body and soul, body and soul

Gold, I’m digging you
Gold, I’d die for you
Gold, like a first class fool
Yeah gold, it shine right through

Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Body and soul, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Solid gold bullion baby, body and soul
Body and soul, body and soul

Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Get up on your feet and rock this first class beat
Right on top and rock this first class beat

10. ROCK FUNKIN

Good, you look good
Aaaaah, all dressed up and gone to town the stars just right for you
Step on up and bet your arse it’s time to sock it too
All you pimps and sorry wimps they just ain’t tough enough
So get rambunctious on the floor it’s time to strut this stuff

Rock funkin’ is thumpin’
Rock funkin’
Pumpin’ like a movin’ train
Rock funkin’ is rompin’
Rock funkin’
Feel it pumpin’ through your veins

Aaaaah, slam down hard with what you’ve got if what you’ve got is good
This town it will beat you up unless it’s understood
It’s passion not fashion and worth its weight in gold
Feel the earth under your feet shake up from the soul

Rock funkin’ is thumpin’
Rock funkin’
Rock till you can’t thump no more
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Now get your arse out on the floor

Are you ready to party
Are you ready to play
Are you ready to party
Party in your funky way
I don’t know why I want you so bad
You know I want ya
You know I need ya
I wanna fuck you, fuck you, all night and day

Aaaaah, rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Pumpin’ like a movin’ train
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Feel it pumpin’ through your veins
Rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, funk, d-funk
Rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, funk, d-funk
Rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, funk, d-funk
Funk, d-funk, funk, d-funk
Rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, funk, d-funk
Rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, funk, d-funk
Rocka, rocka, rocka, rocka, funk, d-funk
Funk, d-funk, funk, d-funk

We are the rich and famous, we like to rock our funk
So get your arse out on the floor and grab yourself a chunk
Shout it out you heard it first I hear now that’s the stuff
We claim to fame original now watch ‘em steal from us

Funkin’, rock funkin’
Funkin’
Feel it pumpin’ through your veins
Funkin’, rock funkin’
Funkin’
Pumpin’ like a movin’ train
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Get your arse out on the floor
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Rock funkin’
Rock till you can’t funk no more
Now get your arse out on the floor

11. REJECTED SON

Found his place when he fell from grace
There was nowhere to run
He broke away and he seized the day
He was the rejected son

Mmm

Aaah, father says son you’ve made your bed
Let’s see if you can lie in it
Of those broken parts and beatless hearts
One big unhappy family
He was fine, clean, just eighteen
The best lookin’ that you’ve ever seen
And now it’s all been said and done
He was a rebel but he hurt no one

All those tears have washed away
And all those fears are gone today
How do you feel when you got no one
How do you feel rejected son
Rejected son

Cause it’s a wild wild ride in the middle of the night
And the ghosts are screaming better hang on tight
Got me shivering and shaking until daylight
Got me broken down, oh broken down, that’s right

Now it’s all been said and done
We all need the rejected son

Heeeeeey, Hey! Hey!
Heeeeeey, Hey! Hey!

All those tears have washed away
And all those fears they’re gone today
How do you feel when you’ve got no one
How do you feel rejected son
Rejected son

Ooh, it’s a wild wild ride in the middle of the night
And the ghosts are screaming better hang on tight
Got me shivering and shaking till the broad daylight
Got you broken down
Rejected son
Rejected son

Heeeeeey, Hey! Hey!
Heeeeeey, Hey! Hey!

12. MONEY FOR YOU

Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you
Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you

Well I don’t know why I believe you baby
And every little thing you say and do
Well I don’t know why you deceive me baby
Well I don’t know why I love ya, but I do, yes I do
Well I do-hoo-hoo-hoo

Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you
Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you
With money for you
With money for you, yeah

And it hurts

Well I don’t know why, you, you tease me baby
Oh runnin’ around, stayin’ on all night long
Well I know my aim is to please you baby
And I don’t know why I want you but I do, yes I do
Yes I do, yes I do, well I do-hoo-hoo-hoo

Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you
Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you
Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
And I’ve been hangin’ like a dog
And I’ve been crawling back home
With money for you
Well I’ve been workin’ like a slave
Hangin’ like a dog
Crawling back home
With money for you

Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
With money for you
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
With money for you
With money for you
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
Like a slave (like a slave)
With money for you

Released: 2006

The Rich And Famous second CD 2006. With a knee jerk reaction to soft cock radio and our own introspective me-ananderings, the Hoad brothers strike back with a fully blown explosion of energy, might, and an unleashed desire to truly rock. Basically this CD, kicks ass from start to finnish. It’s a god damn rock ‘n’ roll masterpiece. On complete equal footing with the KINGS OF THE SUN classic “Full Frontal Attack”. It’s a 6 star Hoad brothers Hoad down. I don’t know how any true rock fan could live without it in their collection.

Produced by Clifford Hoad
Mastered by Rick O'Neil at Turtlerock, Sydney

Jeffrey Hoad: Vocals, Guitar
Clifford Hoad: Drums, Backups
Dean Turner: Bass

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