Sophistication really got up this time
Your hipness quota's up to 9.9
You never felt stronger, felt so alive
Ain't no problem you just need one more line
Pay no attention to your family, your friends
Burn up that candle, baby, at both ends
Don't need no lecture from no man on T.V.
No cocaine hot-line
You say they can't mean me
Who shot Daddy, who is to blame
Got him hooked on something
Made him act so damned insane
Who killed momma, left her this way
Who'll tell the children, come the judgment day
Just a recreation, nonaddictive and fun
Just about as harmless as a loaded gun
You're so together and it's under control
Who are ya fooling, there's a crack in your soul
Who shot Daddy, who is to blame
Got him hooked on something
Made him act so damned insane
Who killed momma, left her this way
Who'll tell the children, come the judgment day
Blow all your money, blow on your face
You sure look glamorous child
What a waste
No one can do it for you, Lord only knows
It's up to you now
Please say no
Who shot Daddy, who is to blame
Got him hooked on something
Made him act so damned insane Who killed momma, left her this way
Who'll tell the children, come the judgment day

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