N°1's Cooking Letra

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