Lyrics:

Tell me what you like, I'll print it all You need laughs, 'cause you don't need misery Just tell me what you need, I'll tell it all Screw the facts, I can give you fantasy Chorus: My magazine, I'm talking about my magazine... Just tell me what you want, I print it all You need help, it's a sick society Just tell me what you need, I sell it all Who needs friends, I'm collecting enemies Repeat Chorus