God's Gift - Lush

What’s your passion?

I think I see

You just can’t bear to let things be

What’s your weakness?

I think I know

You just can’t bear to let things go

Finger in every pie

Can’t let a chance pass you by

Green with envy

Your greedy eyes

Have picked the flesh from all our lives

You want others

To act the same

To flatter you with their jealously

Life is a race to be won

You’ve got to beat everyone

You’ve got to be number one

Popular and beautiful

Adored by men and women too

Perfect in every way

At least that’s what you say

You’ve lived and loved and suffered too

No-one's a patch on you

A saint, a star, a goddess and a brain

But, the truth now

Are you happy with your lies?

You know, nothing’s perfect

Aren’t you lonely with your lies

Finger in every pie

Can’t let a chance pass you by

Make up your life with the lies

But don’t you think that what we see

Belies the things you claim to be

A saint, a star, a goddess and a brain