Exene Cervenka - Sex and Dying in High Society lyrics

You start it out that way You'd do anything to stay And keep your money, boys Made of silver and gold And keep your Pekingese Turkish cigarettes And your lighter that looks just like a gun So you married your daddy With a different name [Chorus] Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society That pretty man of yours Hiding inside the director's clothes The one who calls you dear After banging away at you in the night That one's just got to go Every time you look at him You could almost fall asleep And there's a masturbating Getting underneath your belt [Chorus] Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society And now you tell the maid To burn you on your virgin back With a curling iron Hotter than hot! You say it's good enough You say it's good enough You say it's good enough You say your pain is better Than any kind of love [Chorus] That's s** and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society Sex and dying in high society