Nine Inch Nails, "Starfuckers, Inc."
My god sits in the back of the limousine
My god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
My god pouts on the cover of the magazine
My god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game
It's called insincerity
I am every fucking thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
And when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
It's really not so bad, you know, once you get past the taste
All our pain
How did you think we'd get by without you?
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones
Now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones
points out, if the song's about Marilyn Manson, there is no un-gay way to read it. I would like to add that even if the starfucker in question is Courtney Love, straight men do not quote Carly Simon.
Check out the "Starfuckers" music video
for Marilyn Manson dressed in drag, being Trent's bitch. (An image you could have lived without? Me too, my friend.)