The User

Here he comes with a snake on his tongue Dripping with gold from bad deeds well done Got a silk new shirt And a line in stick He's drop dead gorgeous with a cocaine kick He's a sharp dresser made in heaven (That's his style) He's a sticky salamander with a Hollywood smile There's a gleam in his eyes When he's feeding you his lies Believe him: he's a saint with a hundred alibis And he's aiming for the jackpot He knows its best to wait Softly softly gets the monkey That's the way he operates He's a User He's a User (the User the User) (Chorus) User He's a User (the User the User) User He's a User (the User the User) And if you meet the User