You said you wanted life, you died on me You said you wanted truth, you lied to me You said you wanted health, you’re sick again You said you wanted me, then bedded men
You and your Catholic taste I think it’s such a waste Why don’t you concentrate And choose what you want before it’s too late
You said your god has horn and died for you You wear a crucifix and pentagram too You’ve tried so many drugs, your spirit’s pure You’re wilder than the wind, yet so demure
You said you’ve royal blood and common touch Your roots are working class but don’t show much You hang out with the boys, the girls love you You love expensive toys, you’re spiritual too
You’re living other lives, ain’t yours enough? You’re someone I despise – you try too much You talk and talk for hours – I turn to dust You’re losing all your powers – you turn to rustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
