Starfuckers, Inc. (song)
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Album:The Fragile (Right)
Length:5:00
Tempo:{{{BPM}}} BPM
Versions:Starfuckers, Inc. (The Fragile)
Starfuckers, Inc. (The Day The World Went Away)
Starfuckers, Inc. (Version) (Things Falling Apart)
Starfuckers, Inc. (Version) (Things Falling Apart)
Starfuckers, Inc. (Version) (Things Falling Apart)
Starfuckers, Inc. (The Day The World Went Away)
Starfuckers, Inc. (Version) (Things Falling Apart)
Starfuckers, Inc. (Version) (Things Falling Apart)
Starfuckers, Inc. (Version) (Things Falling Apart)
Live:
"Starfuckers, Inc." is the sixth song on the right disc of The Fragile.
Lyrics
My god sits int he 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 (Asskisser) 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