You say there'll be no pain Like a shot of novacaine Yes you do, yes you do, yes you do Prophetic and profane Served cool like Solarcaine Yes you do, yes you do, yes you do You keep on feeding me Filling me up with tiny lies, little lies Oversized bottle of champagne No sugar just aspartame Aspartame You tell me about my fame Over cheese, wine and cocaine Yes you do, yes you do, yes you do You keep on bleeding me Bleeding me dry with little lies You keep on feeding me Filling me up with little lies, tiny lies Sold my soul to arrive here I bought your line free and clear Put all of that in my ear Tell me just what I want to hear What I want to hear is everybody, everybody You give me songs to sing I can't unwrap the cellophane Yes you do, yes you do