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