The family tree was chain sawed Wednesday week
So now I have to mingle with the meek.
Hey mister! you have finally met your match .
Now everybody wants to kiss my snatch.
To go where god knows who has gone before
I am a muse, not a mistress, not a whore.
Oh suburban shits who want some class,
All queue up to kiss my ass.
And I was only trying to please, I never got any royalties
Oh no – not me.
I’m still sliding through life on charm
Sliding through life on charm.
If Marianne was born a man she’d show you all,
A way to piss your life against the wall .
Go ahead why don’t you leave me to these thugs?
And creeps who want to fuck a nun on drugs.
Is it such a sin I never, ever tried too hard?
I had to know how far was going too far.
In proper homes throughout the land,
Fathers try to understand
why Eunice who is seventeen,
aspires to live her life like me.
Oh no – Can’t ya see Daddy?
She’s just captivated by my charm.
sliding through life on charm…
sliding.., sliding… never!
I wonder why the schools don’t teach anything useful these days
Like how to fall from grace,
And slide with elegance, from a pedestal
I never asked to be on in the first place…
Sliding on charm… (Repeat X6)