Nervous

You know you're making me nervous

Because I've never known anyone live life

With such purpose... on purpose

Pretty boys, pretty boys

No more glamour of disease

Pity boys, pity boys

That it's your common sense everybody needs

Instead of...

Help yourself

What's mine is yours and yours to keep

Help yourself

But just don't bite the hand that feeds

Nameless

The homeless shall remain nameless

And your barber shop bravado

Doesn't cut at Barnardo's

Just with the brainless... and the shameless

Pretty boys, pretty boys

No more glamour of disease

Pity boys, pity boys

That it's your common sense everyone needs

Instead of...

Help yourself

What's mine is yours and yours to keep

Help yourself

Just don't bite the hand that feeds

Righteous

I could never be righteous

Because I can't afford

The brains

The time

The smiles

And the niceness... it's priceless

Pretty boys, pretty boys

No more glamour of disease

Pity boys, pity boys

That it's your common sense everyone needs

Instead of...

Help yourself

What's mine is yours and yours to keep

Help yourself

Just don't bite the hand that feeds