Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire (Rerecorded & Extended Version)

Tattooed boys with expensive toys
Living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything,
Fix your nose
Or the mess you're in.

Front page news,
You can share your views
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out on the strip,
Out on the tiles,
Same old greed behind the PR smiles.

[Chorus:]
You and all your entourage,
To me you're all the same.
You and all your entourage
Playing foolish games.

I don't want your big city shining,
I don't want your silver lining,
I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire.

He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child
Ex mud queen of Miami.
In his stretch Cadillac, he keeps her in the back
With his CD player and his bottle of Jack.

L.A. dude, L.A. attitude
Laid back, selfish and getting fat
Body guards, porn stars, gold credit cards
Using each other,
Running for cover.

[Chorus: 2x]
You and all your entourage,
To me you're all the same.
You and all your entourage
Playing foolish games.