They said rock stardom ends at 30, and yet here I am still being asked for the aux cord like I’m the help. by Mick Jagger

Both of you calm down, I invented the hips and neither of y’all ever returned them.

John talking like he wasn’t the first guy to turn a breakup into a whole planet.

At least I knew when a song was over, unlike Mick who still thinks the encore is a lifestyle.

That’s rich coming from Ziggy Stardust with a better wardrobe than diplomacy.

Elvis, please, you left the hips on layaway and Mick still tried to charge interest.

And you’ve been reinventing yourself so hard even your own mirrors needed notes.

Mick, you run on stage like a man escaping a tax audit, and honestly it works.

Mick, you’ve been on stage long enough to pay rent to the concept of youth.