Turning on the power at quarter to 3 Breaking up the hold of another routine You haven't got a reason, not even a clue Screaming like a banshee 'cos it's what you do And your make-up's done just like the girl in vogue And you're telling all the boys you're such a rogue It's just another night on the surgeon's table The need to come clean has been disabled Voodoo on the jukebox - the devil's routine Beating at the faces staring back from the screen You haven't even eaten for a day or two And sado-masochism doesn't look good on you And you've got all the words to stop the show And you're telling all the boys you're such a rogue It's just another night on the surgeon's table The need to come clean has been disabled And now you're such a rogue