Supermodels, supermodels
They are so vain and such a pain
Supermodels, supermodels
I ain't going out with you again
She wouldn't do a thing 'round the home
Yet she'd check her hair just to answer the phone
I should have known that it wouldn't last
Me + supermodels are a thing of the past
Tits out, stomach in
I've just come back from the gym
Paris, London, New York, Rome
I want my tea when I get home
Plastic smile, plastic charm
Dozy rock star on my arm
Loads of clothes, loads of poses
Loads of cocaine up our noses
You've just quit smoking
and you say no to drugs
Now you've finished with joking
'cos you've fallen in love
Well I'm not giving up drinking
I'm not giving up fun
I'm going out now
I'm gonna take lots of drugs
I'm feeling down, feeling low
She says to me c'mon let's go
pays for me at every place
Puts the smile back on my face
You take me, you break me, you wake me up
and you shake my world
Out of the blue I'm on fire
burning sexual desire
In her eyes I see the flame
that tells me she feels the same
Mr Mortgage, now you're poor
bailiffs knocking at your door
Climb inside your cardboard box
Squatters in and change the locks
Mr Mortgage, mr Mortgage
with your pokey little flat
Don't you know I've got a big house
and the council pays for that
With each recession brings the sack
You know your wife ain't coming back
Monthly repayments are a must
Now all your dreams have turned to dust
Hey, hey, you bore me
Hey, hey, with your stories
Hey, hey, you bore me
Hey, hey, I've heard it all before
So what, you're a friend to the stars
Fast girls and fast cars
and all the V.I.P. bars
So what, you've got money to burn
I've heard it all before
When will you learn?
There's one thing I can't resist
Temptation
Jungle sensitivity
Feeling like a child
Take a trip to the root of my tree
Send me running wild
I'm climbing mountains
for those peaks of pleasure
I'm spending fortunes
on a life of leisure
Well this is you
You're a sad jetsetter
Give it all to me
You will feel feel much better
What's it like to be rich
It must be a pain
Everyday you drink the best champagne
I bet your life you must be depressed
It's all for you nothing but the best
No more strangers in my bed
No more sex 'cos love is dead
I don't love you anymore
Not sure I even did before
All alone and feeling better
Forgetting times we spent together
Yeah down to the dog society
Bow wow to the dog society
Don't turn to run, don't break my fall
'cos you'll die young, so will we all
Be a better man yeah be yourself
and join the band of the new fox cult
You're just chasing shadows
So now today I wake and see
There's nothing in this world for me
I said you're just
a bad loser
You've been running around
telling everybody we're shit
well you can sling your mud
but you sure won't make it stick
You always dreamt you'd be front page
but now your head is filled with rage
You always said that I was the fool
but I'm here to tell you that
you're a bad loser
Let's do lunch
Talk, talk, talk, talk
Eat, eat, eat, eat
Snort, snort, snort, snort
Two heart attacks
I'm in the red
and nearly dead
Your life, your life
is shite
We love ganja
Life, ain't gonna waste it
Ain't gonna work
Got better things to do
Drugs, we're gonna take them
We'll do what we want
You do what you want to do