Starfuckers, Inc. (Live)

My God sits in the back of the limousine My God comes in a wrapper of cellophane My God pouts on the cover of the magazine My God's a shallow little bitch tryin' to make the scene I have arrived, and this time you should believe the hype I listen to everyone, now I know that everyone was right I'll be there for you as long as it works for me I play a game, fucking insincerity Starfuckers! Starfuckers! Starfuckers, Incorporated! Starfuckers! I am every fucking thing and just a little more I sold my soul, but don't you dare call me a whore And when I suck you off, not a drop will go to waste It's really not so bad, y'know, once you get past the taste, asskisser (starfuckers!) Starfuckers! Starfuckers, Incorporated! Starfuckers! Starfuckers! Starfuckers! Starfuckers, Incorporated! Starfuckers! Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh All our pain How did we ever get by without you? You're so vain I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? (Don't-) yeah, fuck you! Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? Don't you? (Starfuckers!) Now I belong, I'm one of the chosen ones Now I belong, I'm one of the beautiful ones! Starfuckers! Starfuckers! Starfuckers, Incorporated! Starfuckers! Starfucker! Starfucker! Starfuckers, Incorporated! Starfucker! Woah-ah!