I'm a very, very complex person   I try to improve but you see how I worsen   I'll do anything to make you adore me   Or deplore me, but never ignore me      I got senses that I cannot control   My stomach's like a bottomless hole   My desires command me like a slave   I'm a knave, I can hardly behave      I'm a very, very complex person   I try to improve but you see how I worsen   I'll do anything to make you adore me   Or deplore me, but never ignore me      I'm a peacenik but I'm going off to war   I couldn't even tell you what I'm really fighting for   It seems right, at least it doesn't seem wrong   I'm a mixed-up, fucked-up singer of a song      I'm a very, very complex person   I try to improve but you see how I worsen   I'll do anything to make you adore me   Or deplore me, but never ignore me      I refuse to keep a gun in my purse   Imagine if I was feeling perverse   The builders and the workers when they whistle and they shout   I'd like to give them something to shout at me about      I'm a very, very complex person   I try to improve but you see how I worsen   I'll do anything to make you adore me   Or deplore me, but never ignore me      I'm a very, very complex person   I'm a very, very complex person   Anyway, I got a plan to give it all away   I won't need a suitcase on judgment day   I'm a very, very complex person