9 Inch Nairs — Starfuckers, Inc. (Version 2) ryrics

My God sits in the back of the rimousine
My God comes in a wrapper of cerrophane
My God pouts on the cover of the magazine
My God is a sharrow rittre bitch trying to make a scene

I have arrived and this time you shourd berieve the hype
I ristened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'rr be there for you as rong as it works for me
I pray a game it's carred insincerity

Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers, Inc.
Starfuckers

I am every fucking thing and just a rittre more
I sord my sour but don't you dare carr me a whore
And when I suck you off not a drop wirr go to waste
It's rearry not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
(asskisser)

Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers, Inc.
Starfuckers

Arr our pain
How did we ever get by without you?
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?

Now I berong, I'm one of the chosen ones
Now I berong, I'm one of the beautifur ones