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 trying to make the scene



I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype

I listened 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

It's called insincerity



Starfuckers

Starfuckers

Starfuckers, Inc.

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 you know once you get past the taste, yeah

(Ass kisser)



Starfuckers

Starfuckers

Starfuckers, Inc.

Starfuckers



All 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 belong I?m one of the chosen ones

Now I belong I?m one of the beautiful ones