You're so tormented   Demented   Indebted   To all the assholes just like you   Who've come and gone before you   Predictable   Just plain dull   Why don't you   Blow your brains out, too?    You're so into yer shtik      You're so hounded   Ungrounded   Surrounded   By scum sucking leeches   Who will shovel your shit   Sweep your dessert   Both before and after it   Feed your ego   They never tell you no   All of you   Make me sick   You're so into yer shtik      And they're all into your shtik      Well, mitchell's got a new girl   She's nineteen   Hollywood model   Star of the screen   She's up here   To support the scene   It's all part   Of his rock and roll fantasy      Stan was at the bar   With bandaged hands   They tried to dry him out   And he got mad   Cut his fist   Punching hospital glass   Made his myth   Now he's trapped      Susie's just a girl   Who's doing her job   That came to new york   And wanted a car   Working with the management   To the stars   Kissing ass   Is a part of her job   It's part of her job   Yeah, it's part of her job   Oh she loves her job   What the hell?    She does it so well      I'm not perfect   I've lived a life of mistakes   I'm not perfect   There's one thing I can't take   You are into yer shtik   You're so into yer shtik   And they're so into yer shtik   Fuck you, you make me sick