No.1's Cooking Lyrics - Salad

Everyone is twisted 

Except the girl with the funny tattoo on her ankle 

Funny tattoo on her knee, (I wish it was me) 

Money and pleasure make me tick, 

Enough to make you sick 

She's a modern muse, With a mixed up bruise 

Whichever way you're looking 

No.1's the one that's cooking 

But we've all got our place, This planet's got its funny ways 

We just have a good time, (They have a bad time) 

It's just awful doing nothing, When everything's so fine 

Treading on a fragile line, We can't ignore the suffering 

(But we do) 

Chorus 

And when the leaves turn brown 

I hope I've still got my feet on the ground 

It's too easy to feel guilty 

Basically it's got to be said, That anyone with a pretty head 

Could save the world instead, And I'm a guilty girlish thing 

But charity makes my ego ring 

Chorus 

And all that is just twisted