All the perfect people, shallow and deceitful Staring back at me, on TV, in magazines Look so good, like a box of fresh wrapped Twinkies What the hell happened to me? So I took a drive to a rich and wealthy country Saw everything I wanted and everything I need Went right up and tried to join their party You oughta seen the look when they saw me f**ed up eyes, stupid grin Perfect people won't let me in Who's who list, where's my name? They won't let me join their games I bet you think that I'm insane There's no one left for me to blame Screw the perfect people f** they all look the same We're not much to look at Too short, dumb and so fat Never gonna win a beauty pageant, it's a curse Always gonna be a better doorman At the best clubs How could things be any worse? Don't have much to go on, don't want your opinion Don't have much to gain and I ain't got much to lose Looks like you got it all And I'd really like to get some You got something I could use