Paul Weller - Butterfly Collector lyrics

[Verse 1] So you finally got what you wanted You've achieved your aim by making the walking lame When you just can't get any higher You use your senses to suss out this week's climber And the small fame that you've acquired Has brought political status But to me you're still a collector [Chorus 1] There's tarts and who*es but you're much more You're a different kind cause you want their minds And you just don't care cause you've got no brains It's just a face on your pillowcase That thrills you [Verse 2] And you've started looking much older And your fashion sense is second rate like your perfume But to you in your own little dream world You're still the queen of the bu*terfly collectors [Chorus 2] You carry on cause it's all you know You can't light a fire, you can't cook or sew You go from day to day by filling your head But you surely must know the thrill between your legs Has worn off [Verse 3] And I don't care about morals Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the Queens and Kings of the bu*terfly collectors [Chorus 3] There's tarts and who*es but you're much more You're a different kind cause you want their minds And you just don't care cause you've got no brains It's just a face on your pillowcase that thrills you You carry on cause it's all you know You can't light a fire, you can't cook or sew You go from day to day by filling your head But you surely must know the thrill between your legs has worn off [Outro] And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the Kings and Queens of the bu*terfly collectors