| Song | Folk Star |
| Artist | Paul Westerberg |
| Album | Folker |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Westerberg | |
| You don't sing for children or their parents | |
| In the nighttime in a bar | |
| You sing for yourself | |
| You stand up for nothing as far as I can tell | |
| You used to be a folker | |
| 'til you went and tried to choke her | |
| You're a folk star | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Folk star | |
| You don't wear no leather | |
| Don't care whether or not you arrive | |
| On the red carpet | |
| On the charts with a string of broken hearts | |
| Used to be a folker, 'til you tried to choke her | |
| You're a folk star, yeah you are | |
| Folk star, yeah you are | |
| Come on | |
| You want it | |
| A hundred mandolins won't hide the man within | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star, yeah | |
| I'm all right | |
| I'm a folk star now | |
| Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving | |
| But how can they know it's time for them to go? |
| zuo ci : Westerberg | |
| You don' t sing for children or their parents | |
| In the nighttime in a bar | |
| You sing for yourself | |
| You stand up for nothing as far as I can tell | |
| You used to be a folker | |
| ' til you went and tried to choke her | |
| You' re a folk star | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Folk star | |
| You don' t wear no leather | |
| Don' t care whether or not you arrive | |
| On the red carpet | |
| On the charts with a string of broken hearts | |
| Used to be a folker, ' til you tried to choke her | |
| You' re a folk star, yeah you are | |
| Folk star, yeah you are | |
| Come on | |
| You want it | |
| A hundred mandolins won' t hide the man within | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star, yeah | |
| I' m all right | |
| I' m a folk star now | |
| Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving | |
| But how can they know it' s time for them to go? |
| zuò cí : Westerberg | |
| You don' t sing for children or their parents | |
| In the nighttime in a bar | |
| You sing for yourself | |
| You stand up for nothing as far as I can tell | |
| You used to be a folker | |
| ' til you went and tried to choke her | |
| You' re a folk star | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Folk star | |
| You don' t wear no leather | |
| Don' t care whether or not you arrive | |
| On the red carpet | |
| On the charts with a string of broken hearts | |
| Used to be a folker, ' til you tried to choke her | |
| You' re a folk star, yeah you are | |
| Folk star, yeah you are | |
| Come on | |
| You want it | |
| A hundred mandolins won' t hide the man within | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star with your plastic red guitar | |
| Folk star, yeah | |
| I' m all right | |
| I' m a folk star now | |
| Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving | |
| But how can they know it' s time for them to go? |