Besedila: Alice Cooper. Flush The Fashion. Talk Talk.

I got me a complication and it's an only child
Concern my reputation, as something more than wild
I know it serves me right but I can't sleep at night
I have to hide my face or go some other place

No, I won't cry out for justice, admit that I was wrong
And stay in hibernation, 'til the talk subsides and gone
My social life's a dud, my name is really mud
I'm up to here in lies, I guess I'm down to size, to size

I can't seem to talk about
The things that bother me
Seems to be what everybody has
Against me, oh, oh, oh, yeah

Now, here's my situation and how it really stands
I'm out of circulation, I've all but washed my hands
My social life's a dud, my name is really mud
I'm up to here in lies, I guess I'm down to size, to size

Talk talk, talk talk
Talk talk, talk talk