Can’t believe what I saw
On TV the other day
I saw a crowd go wild
And they’d worship things they’d say

Trash confessional
Watching trash reach out
Help me here I’ve no idea
What this trash is all about

What the f-ck is wrong with everyone
Does anyone have a fucking brain?
You’re worshiping a load of sh-t
This world has gone insane

Trash confessional
Desire to be cleansed
These people reveal things
That I’d never tell my friends

Oh Paris
I beg you
Where is the promised land?
A savior clad in Calvin Kleins
Take my place at your right hand
Unworthy
Lord MTV
I know that I’m unclean
I’ll never be as good as what I see upon the screen

This world you hold in front of us,
this world we’ll never know
We’ve been seduced wholesale
by this smoke and mirror show
So we go for what we can,
revolver, Saratoga, and seven
No smelling the roses on the path of life,
we’ll snort our way to heaven

Heaven