Listen to Rockstar Sea Shanty by Nickelback & The Lottery Winners

Rockstar Sea Shanty

Nickelback & The Lottery Winners

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Nickelback - Rockstar Sea Shanty Lyric Video with The Lottery Winners

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Nickelback

Performer

The Lottery Winners

The Lottery Winners

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Chad Kroeger

Composer

Ryan Peake

Composer

Mike Kroeger

Composer

Daniel Adair

Composer

Thom Rylance

Composer

Robert Lally

Composer

Katie Lloyd

Composer

Joe Singleton

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Chad Kroeger

Producer

Ryan Peake

Producer

Thom Rylance

Producer

Chris Baseford

Producer

Tristan Ivemy

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I'm through with standing in line to pubs I'll never get in

It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win

Life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me what you want)

[Verse 2]

I want a huge sail that will hold the squalls

And a big black ship with some cannon balls

Dont want to join Davey Jones

Twenty thousand leagues under the sea

(So how you gonna do it)

[Verse 3]

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame

I'd even grow my beard and change my name

[Verse 4]

We all just wanna be big rockstars

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIPs with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

[Verse 5]

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary of today's who's who

They'll get you anything with that evil smile

Everybody's got a rum dealer on speed dial

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

[Verse 6]

Gonna sing those songs that offend the censors

(Singing those songs that offend the censors)

Poppin' my pills from a Pez dispenser

Rockstars don't do mornings

[Verse 7]

Get washed up sailors writing all our songs

(Get washed up sailors writing all our songs)

Lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

We'll sing them dusk till morning

[Verse 8]

We all just wanna be big rockstars

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIPs with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

[Verse 9]

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary of today's who's who

They'll get you anything with that evil smile

Everybody's got a rum dealer on speed dial

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

(Everybody's got a rum dealer on speed dial)

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Written by: Chad Kroeger, Daniel Adair, Joe Singleton, Katie Lloyd, Mike Kroeger, Robert Lally, Ryan Peake, Thom Rylance