Letra de «Deconstructing Venus»
You are the center of your own private little constellation
And you are the jury and judge of every little deconstructed fable
And you like the way it is
You don't want to question it
You're the wonder of God's own handiwork
Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird And yeah, even the paparazzi think you're quite absurd
Venus of your own consent, is there anything you give up for Lent Oh parasite, oh peacock of pride, will you let the little people see inside you And you don't wanna question it And you're looking quite possessed You're the wonder of God's own handiwork Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird And yeah, even the buying public think you're quite a jerk And you're trapped in your little castle Like Randolph Hearst in his fringe and tassel
Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird And yeah, even the paparazzi think you're quite absurd
There's too much information on the television Innocent we have been sprung and innocent we are You don't know how to feel, you don't know This is the eye of the storm This is society
Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird And yeah, even the paparazzi think you're quite absurd
Venus of your own consent, is there anything you give up for Lent Oh parasite, oh peacock of pride, will you let the little people see inside you And you don't wanna question it And you're looking quite possessed You're the wonder of God's own handiwork Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird And yeah, even the buying public think you're quite a jerk And you're trapped in your little castle Like Randolph Hearst in his fringe and tassel
Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird And yeah, even the paparazzi think you're quite absurd
There's too much information on the television Innocent we have been sprung and innocent we are You don't know how to feel, you don't know This is the eye of the storm This is society
