Everyone wants something, they just can't get it
You see those guys in their suits
I had lots of friends turn into money grabbers
But you, you're much, much worse
Look down your nose at me, you don't even know me
Think everything is just dirt under your heels
You know what they done, the priests to the magicians?
They hung the heretics they'd stolen all their tricks from
Well I had lots of friends turn into money grabbers
And started wearing fancy hundred-dollar suits
They started shelling out forty dollars for a goddamn pair of pants But you, you're worse

You're a cheap two-faced star
You're a cheap two-faced star
And I hope I never see you again

Just remember: everyone wants something, they just can't get it
And maybe there's just something in their way
Who are you to say what people trying to do
And whether they should or shouldn't pray?
Just find your own god, or not, I don't even care
As long as you stay far away from me
'Cause I had lots of friends turn into money grabbers
But you, you're worse