Everybody has addiction,
Some obsession of the soul.
So, don't deny your affliction.
That thing that makes you lose control.
And if we don't get some soon,
You know we're gonna be
Bouncing Off the Moon.
Now do you want
You gotta have just one more.
You can tell me your confession.
You know I've heard it all before.
Sex, food, drug or religion,
Because it's just the same.
We're all living with repression.
It's like a demon in your brain.
Well, maybe I'm a metaphysician,
And I know just what you need,
Something made for
And that hunger that you feed.