The family tree was chain-sawed Wednesday week
So now I have to mingle with the meek
Hey mister! you have finally met your match
Now everybody wants to kiss my snatch
To go where God knows who has gone before

I am a muse, not a mistress, not a whore
Oh - suburban shits who want some class
All queue up to kiss my ass
And I was only trying to please
I never got any royalties oh no, not me
I'm still sliding through life on charm
Sliding through life on charm

If Marianne was born a man she'd show you all
A way to piss your life against the wall
Go ahead why don't you leave me to these thugs?
And creeps who want to fuck a nun on drugs

Is it such a sin I never, ever tried too hard?
I had to know how far was going too far
In proper homes throughout the land Fathers try to understand
Why Eunice who is seventeen - aspires to live her life like me

Oh no - Can't ya see, Daddy?
She's just captivated by my charm
Sliding through life on charm
Sliding...
Sliding...
Never!

I wonder why the schools don't teach anything useful these days
Like how to fall from grace, and slide with elegance from a pedestal
I never asked to be on in the first place

Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm
Sliding on charm