"I fancy the hip rock and roll scenester
I want to be fucked and then rolled over
Coz I'm an independent woman of the 21st Century
No time for knits, I want sex and debauchery
I read Glamour, and the Guardian
I like flowers & i'm hardy & I take cocaine
I dont give a fuck about her I want your name,
I can get fucked like the best of men, like the best of men
Like the worst of pain
inflicted on another young girl again
impressed by another guitar hero
He's a top score and you're a zero
You're out of your league!
There aint no rubber on the tracks, it's gravel
You fall hard, cut quick and it's an STD, a cut knee
You're a side of stage grasp, a laugh
An aftershow party in a bath
Fucked and expected to BE fucked
A gasp from an uninformed intruder
The crowd go wild and things get ruder,
They're already out of hand
And theres no one here to take your hand,
Its a cold shower
& a scramble for a dirty pair of knickers
Dont get yours, mixed up with hers
Now get out of bed, get out of beg, get out get out get get out of bed,
Get up, get down & get undressed
Coz thats what you do best!
strip, strip, strip & shag
FUCK, get fucked and dragged
and BE IMPRESSED,
by the better sex...
take a piece of raw vegetable and hold it to your breast,
& say you stood for NOTHING
you were just a hole that lacked passion
another undignified product of society,
That girl should have been a mansion."
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