AIRPLAY I don’t smoke, I don’t do any real drugs The radio man does not like me because There is no electric guitar in my sound That’s why my music will never be spinning around All I need to do is smoke a little crack It’s just as easy as that And you can be well on your way To rock stardom with lots of airplay Chorus I’m just too normal to play this guitar Me and my whiskey will not make it very far But somehow I will find a way With no smoke, a few drugs and hopefully some airplay People tell me Wy, you need a fancy car And sitting next to you a big superstar With black leather pants and no underwear A big bowl of weed and long blonde hair I don’t smoke, I don’t use any real drugs Like cocaine, propane, whatever Jimmy does If I could just O.D. one day Maybe I could get just a little airplay I’m just going to have to sell myself out I never thought I would take this route But if I want to make a living some day I’ll sell it out, just for some airplay.