i'm a very very complex person

i try to improve but just see how i worsen

i'll do anything to make you adore me

or deplore me

but never ignore me

i've got senses that i cannae control

my stomach's like a bottomless hole

my desires command me lake a slave

i'm a knave i can hardly behave

i'm a very very complex person

i try to improve but just see how i worsen

i'll do anything to make you adore me

or deplore me

but never ignore me

i'm a peacenik but i'm going off to war

i coudn't even tell you what i'm really fighting for

it seems right

at least, it doesn't seem wrong

i'm a mixed up, fucked up, singer of a song

i'm a very very complex person

i try to improve but just see how i worsen

i'll do anything to make you adore me

or deplore me

but never ignore me

i refuse to keep a gun in my purse

imagine if i was feeling perverse

the builders and the workers

when they whistle and they shout

i'd like to give them something

to shout at me about

i'm a very very complex person

i try to improve but just see how i worsen

i'll do anything to make you adore me

or deplore me

but never ignore me