Every hero has a weakness... a dark persona or a secret freakiness
A Waterloo or and Achilles' Heel
A hidden urge they always feel
If I could pick a poison for myself
I would change my vice to something else
But I guess I'll the same I've been since I was born
One minute Dr. Jeckyll, the next I'm Mr. Thorn
'Cause every night I get uptight and have to fight this feeling inside of me
I try…but can't deny... that deep inside…their voices are calling me
I close my mind but still I find they're still inside
And every time I hear that siren song
Then I belong to the who*es of Babylon
Built for speed, built for pleasure
The Ladies of Hades, Satan's treasure
The choice confection of my evil twin
Debauched and depraved, conceived in sin
Nothing like a piece of young and tender meat
Nothing else tastes quite so sweet
But even if it's served exactly right
I still can't eat the same thing every night
'Cause every night I get uptight and have to fight this feeling inside of me
I try…but can't deny…that deep inside... their voices are calling me
I close my mind but still I find they're still inside
And every time I hear that siren song
Then I belong to the who*es of Babylon
And the Ladies of Hades sing
Lucifer
Beelzebub
Mephistopheles
They always lead me into temptation and sordid sorts of recreation
If give in, if I succumb
I'd never, ever, ever, ever get a damn thing done
Built for speed, built for pleasure
The Ladies of Hades, Satan's treasure
No matter what I do they won't leave me alone
I changed my number then I finally had to disconnect the phone