I'm too fucking sexy, I'm too fucking sexy for this, I'm too fucking sexy I'm too fucking sexy for the scene, Too cool for school and even more for the scene Lip locked with pretence while she's pissing on the dream. and we've got the perfect shirts, our pants so tight they fucking hurt but you know me I'll make this work so serious it's hopeless
Take this artist, burn his palette we are supposed to be the dreamers and the ones who find the words
Did we lose our focus? Did we lose the love?
Hang me with this jury because we're all so fucking guilty this is becoming a mob scene, am I the only one who disagrees?
I'm too fucking sexy, I'm too fucking sexy for this, I'm too fucking sexy I'm too fucking sexy for the scene, Double dutch over the line yeah, the one that defines the difference between arousal and inspiration
Take this poet, burn his notebook we are supposed to be the dreamers and the ones who find the words
Did we lose our focus? Did we lose the love?
Hang me with this jury because we're all so fucking guilty this is becoming a mob scene, am I the only one who disagrees?
Take this artist, burn his palette Take this poet, burn his notebook
What's the point of a fucking scene base of fashion, pretense and authority keep your rules and your fucked up dreams