I'm Not Made by Design

I live on oxygen, a bastard monkey boy

Do what the hell I like, I'm no celestial toy

Your goddess is bathed in gold while keeping us in line

We're killing each other for a woman in the sky

Ooooooh

I'm not made, I'm not made by design

Ooooooh

Can you be, can you be satisfied?

Ooooooh

I'm not made, I'm not made by design

Ooooooh

Can you be, can you be satisfied?

This kiss in the parking lot is turning me to stone

You take the sweetest thing then claim it as your own

Ooooooh

I'm not made, I'm not made by design

Ooooooh

Can you be, can you be satisfied?

Ooooooh

I'm not made, I'm not made by design

Ooooooh

Can you be, can you be satisfied?

You take the sweetest thing and claim it as your own

Ooooooh

I'm not made, I'm not made by design

Ooooooh

Can you be, can you be satisfied?

Ooooooh

I'm not made, I'm not made by design

Ooooooh

Can you be, can you be satisfied?