Satan's ButterflyB allLook at you you're insecureRunning down the streetScreaming for attentionJokers lips and padded hipsEverybody's laughingBut you don't careYou're sick and you're twistedIrreverent, so beautifulLook at me don't stareI'm already out thereGoodbye butterflyGoodbye Satan's childAh look at you you've got no shameEnemas, blood, cocaineCaviar and pissDisco monster terroristHanging in the tate withTurner and Van GoghTell me pretty fat boyIs there something you don't showLook at me don't stareI'm already out thereGoodbye butterflyGoodbye Satan's childWe love the big girlsWith tattoos on their wristSweet toys with lost eyesAnd big red lipsGive me sadness and badnessDon't ever bring me roundElevator going upReality is a come downGoodbye butterflyGoodbye Satan's childGoodbye