Now he's a picture of elegance with his broken brain
That pours sh** from his mouth like rain from a drain
I just snap to attention at his telephone ring
So I can tell him how much he gets paid when I sing
And he's respected and worshiped by all those in the know
But then those in the know seem to know that it's so
They need someone like him to make them look good
Oh it works for a while but not as well as it should
But I don't care what he does to anybody else
I don't care what he does to anybody else
I don't care what he does to anybody else
Just as long as I get a bit for myself
And he's the picture of elegance with his lear at the ready
And the food spewing out of his mouth like confetti
I just love to be near him, I don't have to pretend
That my eyes fill with slime when our time together ends
But I don't care what he does to anybody else
I don't care what he does to anybody else
I don't care what he does to anybody else
Just as long as I get a little bit for myself
You can call him a vampire, you can call him a parasite
But that's why he's over your bed in the black of the night
You act like you were so scared just before you let him in
But it's forgive and forget as soon as he pays for the sin
But I don't care what he does to anybody else
I don't care what he does to anybody else
I don't care what he does to anybody else
Just as long as I get a bit for myself