You're such a good boy
So very, very good at following my orders
I think I'll keep you for a while
I've always wanted somebody to serve me
Who could be paid in smiles

You're such a bad boy
So no more holding hands
You don't deserve illusions of affection
A trove of possibilities in my eyes shine
Who's next in line

Make no effort to resist
Make no effort to insist
It's a working symbiosis
There is nothing to forgive

Cold turkey!
And worse than any chemical addiction
No more a promise of forbidden flesh
Wake up, open your eyes!
Who's next in line
Who's next in line

So how am I supposed to keep on living
Without being told what to desire?
I'll save me up some thoughts for inspiration
Maybe I'll get something worthwhile
But I cannot breathe for lack of expectations
And independent thought is not my style
Gonna have to find another cocktease
So I can feel adequately servile

Make no effort to resist
Make no effort to insist
It's a working symbiosis
There is nothing to forgive

It's a working symbiosis
There is nothing more to give