Mansion Song

I fancy the hip rock 'n' roll scenester

I wanna be fucked and then rolled over

Cause I'm an independent woman of the 21st century

No time for knits, I want sex and debauchery

I read glamour & the guardian

I like flowers & I'm hardy & I take cocaine

I don't 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 & you're a zero

You're out of your league

There ain't 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 there's no-one here

to take your hand. It's a cold shower and a scramble

for a dirty pair of knicker, don't get yours mixed up with hers

now get out of bed, get out of bed, get out get out get get out of bed

Get up, get down & get undressed! Cause that's what you

do best, strip, strip strip n shag, fuck get fucked 'n drag,

and be impressed, by the better sex, take a piece of raw

vegetable and hold it to your breast and say you stood

for nothing. You were just a hole that lacked passion,

another undegnified product of society. That girl

should have been a mansion.