Katherine’s in her own world, she’s an E head with blue hair
And streaking through the party showing off her underwear, yeah
Keeps dancing, no quitting
Chewing on the candy necklace, soaked because she’s sweating

Silence is a dealer-sort of hippie with a bag
That’s filled and overflowing with his special brand of shwag, yeah
He’s way to, deep in it
Always getting asked so he can never ever finish

And though you tell me that I’m the one
I know you shouldn’t be taking me home, alone
Because I’m gonna

Get you, get you, get you, get you what you need
Get you, get you, get you, get you so tell me
You’ll be my Sid again
And I’ll be Nancy Spungen, what oh

Josh sits on the bench and smoking seven packs a day
He’s just an alcoholic, but he’s got a lot to say and
Keeps filling and turning
Blue so in the morning he can’t eat because he’s hurling

Julia spent all her money powdering her nose
She’s not letting go
She’s stripping at Pleasures
For her upper habits that her tiny scale will measure

And though you tell me that I’m the one
I know you shouldn’t be taking me home, alone
Because I’m gonna

Get you, get you, get you, get you what you need
Get you, get you, get you, get you so tell me
You’ll be my Sid again
And I’ll be Nancy Spungen, what oh

Get you, get you, get you, get you what you need
Get you, get you, get you, get you so tell me
You’ll be my Sid again
And I’ll be Nancy Spungen, what oh

And though you tell me that I’m the one
I know you shouldn’t be taking me home, alone
Because I’m gonna

Get you, get you, get you, get you what you need
Get you, get you, get you, get you so tell me
You’ll be my Sid again
And I’ll be Nancy Spungen, what oh

Get you, get you, get you, get you what you need
Get you, get you, get you, get you so tell me
You’ll be my Sid again
And I’ll be Nancy Spungen, what oh