Everyone is twisted
Except the girl with the funny tattoo on her ankle
Funny tattoo on her knee, (I wish it was me)

Money and pleasure make me tick,
Enough to make you sick
Shes a modern muse, with a mixed up bruise

Whichever way youre looking
No.1s the one thats cooking

But weve all got our place, this planets got its funny ways
We just have a good time, (they have a bad time)

Its just awful doing nothing, when everythings so fine
Treading on a fragile line, we cant ignore the suffering
(but we do)

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And when the leaves turn brown
I hope Ive still got my feet on the ground
Its too easy to feel guilty

Basically its got to be said, that anyone with a pretty head
Could save the world instead, and Im a guilty girlish thing
But charity makes my ego ring

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And all that is just twisted