Adam Levine (Live)

Song number thirteen is Adam Levine. Levine.

Give all your money to Adam Levine
But Adam Levine don’t need your money
His eternal reign was decreed
When Adam Levine was only 22
Four other white guys too
It’s a coup

Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell

Keep our popular music clean
Give all your money to Adam Levine
He’s running around with a Malibu queen
In Aspen she’s a real snow bunny
Spending her new maroon money
Which originally belonged to you

Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, oh hell!

Oh hell!

Was it the lies that they tell us
Or was it the shit that they sell us
They pass on the chances to smell us
Or was it just us getting jealous
They’re taking it way too far
Compressing every guitar
And we forget who we are and how we got here
Yep!

Look there on the TV screen
The mass producing Adam Levine
Adam Levine gets sold and bought
We lick him up without a thought
And count the days ’till we all rot in hellfire!

Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker
Burn in hell, rot in hell
Burn in hell, motherfucker

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