You're so tormented Demented Indebted To all the assholes Just like you Who've come and gone Before you predictable Just plain dull Why don't you Blow your brains out, too You're so into yer shtik
You're so hounded Ungrounded Surrounded By scum suckin' leeches Who will shovel your shit Sweep your dirt up before and after, man Feed your ego They never tell you no All of you Make me sick You're so into yer shtik
And they're all into your shtik
Well, Mitchell's got a new girl She's nineteen Hollywood model Star of the screen Well, she's up here To support the scene It's all part Of his rock and roll fantasy
Stan was at the bar With bandaged hands They tried to dry him out And he got mad Cut his fist Punchin' hospital glass Made his myth Now he's trapped
Susie's just a girl Who's doin' her job That came to New York And wanted a car Workin' with the management To the stars Kissin' ass Is a part of the job Well, it's part of the job Yeah, it's part of the job Oh she loves her job What the hell She does it so well
I'm not perfect I've lived a life of mistakes I'm not perfect But there's one thing I can't take You are into yer shtik You're so into yer shtik And they're so into yer shtik Fuck you, you make me sick