My god sits in the back of the limousine 
My god comes in a wrapper of cellophane 
My god pouts on the cover of the magazine 
My god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene 

I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype 
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right 
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me 
I play a game 
It's called insincerity 

Starfuckers 
Starfuckers 
Starfuckers, Inc. 
Starfuckers 

I am every fucking thing and just a little more 
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore 
And when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste 
It's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah 
(Ass kisser) 

Starfuckers 
Starfuckers 
Starfuckers, Inc. 
Starfuckers 

All our pain 
How did we ever get by without you? 
You're so vain 
I bet you think this song is about you 
Don't you? 
Don't you? 
Don't you? 
Don't you? 

Now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones 
Now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones
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