Hey Hey Big business rakes in the dollars Giving disco boys a pair of fake collars Even though you need an image to follow Then make money from the garbage he swallows Trapped in a web that you don't understand Forced out in the cold by the family plan With your tongue hanging out dick in your hand Talking bout the Ideal Man So when they get you at the end of the day Holding out your hand for a penance in pay With your tongue hanging out and a hole in your brain Don't you think that your going insane Finally discover that you haven't got it made Don't know what to do when you make it to the end of the day
So let's examine the ideal guy With his toothpaste smile And his Jiorucci tie All that money Lessons to learn All those brain cells get too burned Cause he's trapped in a web Forced out in the cold With his tongue hanging out Just waiting to get old Yo, Where'd I put that guitar? So here we are at the end of the day Holding out our hand for a penance in pay Hole in your pocket, hole in your brain Don't you think that you're going insane? Finally discover that you haven't got it made Don't know if you make it if you make it to the end of the day