Everyone is twisted Except the girl with the funny tattoo on her ankle Funny tattoo on her knee, (I wish it was me)
Money and pleasure make me tick, Enough to make you sick She's a modern muse, with a mixed up bruise
Whichever way you're looking No.1's the one that's cooking
But we've all got our place, this planet's got it's funny ways We just have a good time, (they have a bad time)
It's just awful doing nothing, when everything's so fine Treading on a fragile line, we can't ignore the suffering (but we do)
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And when the leaves turn brown I hope I've still got my feet on the ground It's too easy to feel guilty
Basically it's got to be said, that anyone with a pretty head Could save the world instead, and I'm a guilty girlish thing But charity makes my ego ring
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