"Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in if you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn. Make a desperate move or else you'll win and then begin to see what you're doing to me. This MTV is not for free, it's so PC it's killing me so, desperately, I sing to thee of love, sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self and I can't keep these feelings on the shelf, I've tried--well no in fact I lied. Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside to hide or slide, I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride until I've died and only then shall I abide this tide of catchy little tunes; of hip, three-minute ditties. I wanna bust all your balloons. I wanna burn all of your cities to the ground. I've found I will not mess around unless I play, and then hey, I will go on all day. Hear what I say, I have a prayer to pray; that's really all this was. When I'm feeling stuck and need a buck, I don't rely on luck because the hook brings you back. I ain't telling you no lies. The hook...on that you can rely."
*gasp*