I tried to fill the hole with Baywatch beauties

I tried to fill it up with Juji Fruit

I tried to fill it with a happy ending

I tried to fill it with a business suit

I’m with stupid most of the time

I pay for the things that you can’t really buy

Throw it away, it’s not the real thing

Throw it away, it’s all a lie

Nothing but God can fill that hole inside

Nothing else is worthy of our lives

It’s like the currency of Argentina

It’s like the buzz about a dot com stock

I bought a lot of things to make me happy

I bought a lot of ways to belly flop

I’m with stupid most of the time

I cling to the things that’ll never be mine

An observation on a reputation

An observation on a pedigree

An observation on the observation

Of money, muscle, and celebrity

Throw it away, it’s not the real thing

Throw it away, it’s all a lie

Nothing but God can fill that hole inside

Nothing else is worth our passion

Nothing else is worthy of our lives