And I don´t care about morals cause the world´s insane, and we are all to blame anyway, cause I don´t feel any sorrow towards the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors.There´s tarts and whores but you are much more.You are a different kind cause you want their minds and you just don´t care cause you have got no brains.It´s just a face on you pillowcase,that thrills you.You carry on cause it´s all you know, you can´t light a fire, you can´t cook or sew. You go  day to day  by filling your head but you surely must know the thrill between your legs has worn off.