Lyrics

[Verse 1] He ain't no baby, he's sure a shambles He looks all pork pie, he looks love-handles He ain't no poet, he ain't no hobo He's just a junkie, he's just a no-go He's blood-knuckled and dusted He's so over, he's busted [Verse 2] He got all skinned up, he got all chewed up He dates a pin-up, she has him spewed up He's like weasel, run out of diesel A piss-artist with no easel He's blood-knuckled and dusted He's so over, he's busted [Chorus] I love the state you're in You get beneath my skin It makes me want to sin But where would I begin? [Verse 3] He's such a liar, he's all desire Still believes that he's the messiah He'll get beheaded, he'll get so shredded He'll blow his mind out in the fire He's blood-knuckled and dusted He's so over, he's busted [Chorus] I love the state you're in You get beneath my skin It makes me want to sin But where would I begin? [Outro] I love the state you're in It makes me want to sin But where would I begin? He's blood-knuckled and dusted He's so over, he's busted