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 sucking leeches

Who will shovel your shit

Sweep your dessert

Both before and after it

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

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

Punching hospital glass

Made his myth

Now he's trapped



Susie's just a girl

Who's doing her job

That came to New York

And wanted a car

Working with the management

To the stars

Kissing ass

Is a part of her job

It's part of her job

Yeah, it's part of her 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

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