You said you wanted life    you died on me   you said you wanted truth   you lied to me   you said you wanted health   you're sick again   you said you wanted me   then bedded men      You and your catholic taste   I think it's a waste   why don't you concentrate?   And choose what you want before it's too late      you said your god has horns    and died for you   you wear a crucifix   a pentagram too   you tried so many drugs    your spirit's pure   you're wilder then the wind   yet so demure      You and your catholic taste   I think it's a waste   why don't you concentrate?   And choose what you want before it's too late   You and your catholic taste   I think it's a waste   why don't you concentrate?   And choose what you want before it's too late      you said you've royal blood   and common touch   your roots are working class   but don't show much   you hang out with the boys   the girls love you   you love expensive toys   you're spiritual too   you're living other lives   aren't yours enough?   You're someone I despise   you try too much   you talk and talk for hours   I turn to dust   you're losing all your powers   you turn to rust      You and your catholic taste   I think it's a waste   why don't you concentrate?   And choose what you want before it's too late   You and your catholic taste   I think it's a waste   why don't you concentrate?   And choose what you want before it's too late      you...it's all about you   it's all about you and your catholic taste   it's all about you   it's all about you   it's all about you you you you you you   you and your catholic taste