Rockstar

Rockstar by Nickelback is undoubtedly a fun song. You really need to listen to the lyrics of the song to figure out which interpretation you want to go with. Some prefer to see the singer pining for this enviable lifestyle. If you’re used to overanalyzing, you’ll coerce yourself to cue in on the hints between the lines where it appears as a satire. Probably, the singer is mocking this shallow lifestyle filled with vanity and materialism, devoid of true joy. And then, the video also has this dude who may or may not be the devil. He’s passively instigating the singer to surrender his soul in exchangen of these luxuries. Well, you can interpret it the way you like. It’s a great inspiration for a poem!

Anyway, like all my music-inspired poems, I suggest playing the song{which I have embedded below for your convenience} as you read; it truly elevates the experience!

Rockstar – poem by Ruelha

I've stood in queues
I've paid my dues
I waited patiently, but I never got in
I did the right thing, but I didn't win

I want to tear the books I read growing up
Good triumps over evil; all, please shut up
I've lived in a utopian world, patiently
I've looked up into the skies faithfully
And like everything else, I did it intensely
Until I finally realized it's just been me

I'm tired of pleasing everyone in sight
I'll be the one to define my own wrong and right
I'm tired of apologising for things I didn't do
I had to fall several times at the same avenue
But, this year's gonna be a good breakthrough
I'm done making way for others; now I'm coming through

Everyone's got hidden motives, driving their own agendas
Nobody's innocent; it's all just a propoganda
Just like with colas and the Christmas Santa
I've got a panoramic view from my verandah
If they're nice to you, there's something that they want
And the naive ones, they don't survive too long

So what do you want?
What do you need?
Let's hear you plead...

I want a brand new house, my own living space
Hit the pause button and preserve my face
I want a life that's healthy and long 
So I can enjoy as they praise my songs
And access to wealth and money
So I can purchase my type of company
A faithful Retriever who'll belong to me only
So I'll never long for love, I'll never be lonely

Is that all you want?
What do you need?
Let's hear you plead...

I want a big tub with a fancy jaccuzi
Where I can drink my wine and eat sushi
A walk-in wardrobe that'll be everyone's envy
A limitless card to be on a perpetual shopping spree
I want an airplane of my own
No more living on crumbs and bones

I hear you; I feel you
Is that all you need?
Let's hear you plead...

There'll be a time everybody'll know my name
I'll be at the top coz I'm destined for fame
Every fine gold-digger will line up patiently
I'm gonna turn the tables now blatantly
The girls come easy, and they'll bow at my feet
They'll behave all sweet, despite how I treat

I hear you; I feel you
Is that all you need?
Let's hear you plead...

I'll be in the VIP of the coolest bars
In the company of movie stars
And every word that I speak
Will become a viral tweak
I'll have the who's-who on speed dial
And get anything with just one smile

Are you ready?
Hold steady

Yeah, I wanna be rocks star
Does it really sound that bizzare?
Someday you'll see me get out of my Porsche car
In place of the bottle holder, there'll be a jar of caviar
And while the chauffeur escorts me out
Everyone will recognize me without a doubt

Is this what you really want?
I'm gonna take you to that restaurant!
Although that's a tall order
I'm tired of seeing you martyred

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
Someday, everybody's gonna know my name
Yeah, I wanna be rocks star
Does it really sound that bizzare?
But, it really ain't that far
Cos I'm gonna be rocks star
Hey, hey, hey, I'm gonna be rocks star
- RUELHA
www.ruelha.com
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Disclaimer: This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. Most of my poems do not hint at my life/situation. Kindly refrain from drawing such parallels. Much of what I write is purely fictional. Situations and examples may be hypothetical. I have always written about topics I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, women’s issues, soulful music, narratives, etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography, etc., I feel the need to put up a disclaimer! Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a disrespectful manner. Please extend me the grace of excusing typos if you notice any. I seldom ever edit due to time constraints. My written material may have references to various substances, none of which I promote, and my writings contain material that may be unsuitable for children.

This is an old song and I’ve always enjoyed it

Rockstar by Nickelback Lyrics

I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth, and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king-size tub, big enough for ten plus me

(Uh, so what you need?)

I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club at 37, 000 feet

(Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and changed my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair and, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs, so I can eat my meals for free

(I'll have the quesadilla, haha!)

I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and changed my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser
I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync 'em every night, so I don't get 'em wrong
Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

2 Comments

  1. First of All Happy New Year Dear Ruehla!

    Although It’s TRue i Understand New Year’s

    Celebrations Vary Very Much Across

    India i Don’t Pay Tradition too Much
    Attention Yet i Do Love to Participate

    in the Moment Whatever the Present
    Celebration Is As Every Day is

    A New Year to me
    NoW
    Anyway Yes That’s

    What A Participant Anthropology
    Observer Does And An EPiC Free
    Verse Long Form Poem Writer Does

    Joins In Yet is Never Part of Tradition

    Really at All As True How can Ya Include

    All In the Story As Tradition Naturally Excludes

    The Different And True i Have Very Little Faith in
    Group Think Fame and Fortune As Part of An American
    Dream That i Only See as Illusion For It’s True The Last

    Breath Doesn’t

    Care and For
    me at Least
    Experiencing That
    Thrice All it Cares About
    is Love Given Free For What’s
    Left of that Last Breath Best of

    What Is Only Given That Never Requires
    Return and that’s Love When Inhaling Peace Yes Now
    Exhaling Just Free Naked Enough Whole Complete Love…

    It’s Amusing How Folks Treat Ya When They Believe Ya Are
    Famous With The Fortune Or Not As When a Video of One of
    Innumerable Ones Social Media Voyeurs Took of me Public

    Dancing Went Viral People
    Actually Thought if they were
    In A Photo With me They Could
    Be So-Called Famous too it got
    Sort of Uncomfortable When the

    Folks Started Falling On Their
    Knees With Their Hands Clasped
    IN A Kind of Appreciation That
    Seemed Way too Much Like A
    Form of Worshipping a Human to me…

    Yet It’s True John Lennon Said the Driving Force
    Not Too Much Different than the Nerds Who Invented
    the Internet Driven By the Desire to Download As Many
    Varieties of “Pretty Birds” Fast As Possible Yes ‘The Beatles’

    Were Really Kinda Nerdy Before They Became A Famous Rock Band
    They Wanted Girls to Love them And Throw Undies at Them And Stuff

    And So Much More At Them It’s True That Sort of Happened to me too
    Yet All Clothed Just All Clothed i Stayed too anyway it Was All Amusing

    And Great for An EPiC Long Form Poem Story As It Still Doesn’t Phase me
    When Folks Come up for a Literal Autograph in Writing or A Selfie Request
    With them Informing me for the Umpteenth Time Do i Know How Famous i am

    In the Metro Area…
    Hehe As it’s True i was
    Only Resting my Hands
    And Generating An Autotelic
    Flow in Meditation of Dance

    To Generate Even More Creativity
    In Dance And Poetry Song too For It’s True
    How Selfish and Weak i Would Be if i Needed someone
    Else’s Approval or Applause For This Heaven Within Now

    i Generate For Free It’s Not About the Applause it’s About
    The Positive Energy We Create And Give And Share For Free So Caring So

    Healing Indeed As Joy Delivering Is Joy Carrying On to Light the UNiVeRSE UP More

    Yet Of Course Every Child

    Babling A Non-Sense
    Song With A Dance

    As A Toddler Without

    Instructions Already
    Gets the LiGHT Force
    of A Smile And Giggle Sharing
    Forever TheNoW As True in Play
    All Fear Is Slayed And the Highway

    to Hell is Replaced Freshly With A Home of LoVInG All

    All i Wanna Do is Play All i Wanna Do is Play Yes #Play2022

    A New Year’s Resolution Always Belonging To Free Children True

    The Theme Song For This is “Dance With me” By ‘Orleans’ And True
    As Far As I See, Feel, and Sense, Dear Rue For All Who Dance And Sing

    Free They Already Have All One Might Possibly Dream to Just Love Life Now Free

    And True It’s Nice to Have Folks to Dance And Sing With Yet The Wind of Nature

    Always Partners Free

    The Wind With No

    Name The Dance

    And Song

    SPiRiT
    HeART
    SoUL

    NoW

    Within

    That Just
    Never Ends
    Dancing Singing
    Foreevernow Starry
    EYeS FRiEnDS With
    G R A V iT Y
    B A L A N C iN G NoW
    YeS Eternally Now Free
    Indeed Real Heaven Within
    Believe Beleaf Belove Living TREE ALL..:)

    Like

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