Not even housewives hooked on heroin
Could understand the awful mess I'm in
I don't know where my real life begins,
But I'm sure that I'll be there

I paid to see some aging pop star sing
About the universe and cosmic things
He sang of perfect girls with perfect skin,
But I really couldn't care

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Not even housewives hooked on heroin
Could match my constant appetite for sin

I met this guy who lives in big hotels,
His paradise became his living hell
He looked at things he knew he couldn't sell,
And he felt like he would die

[chorus]

Not even housewives hooked on heroin
Could match my appetite for sin

[chorus]

Not even housewives hooked on heroin
Could match my appetite for sin