Every hero has a weakness... a dark persona or a secret freakiness A Waterloo or and Achilles' Heel A hidden urge they always feel If I could pick a poison for myself I would change my vice to something else But I guess I'll the same I've been since I was born One minute Dr. Jeckyll, the next I'm Mr. Thorn 'Cause every night I get uptight and have to fight this feeling inside of me I try…but can't deny... that deep inside…their voices are calling me I close my mind but still I find they're still inside And every time I hear that siren song Then I belong to the Whores of Babylon Built for speed, built for pleasure The Ladies of Hades, Satan's treasure The choice confection of my evil twin Debauched and depraved, conceived in sin Nothing like a piece of young and tender meat Nothing else tastes quite so sweet But even if it's served exactly right I still can't eat the same thing every night 'Cause every night I get uptight and have to fight this feeling inside of me I try…but can't deny…that deep inside... their voices are calling me I close my mind but still I find they're still inside And every time I hear that siren song Then I belong to the Whores of Babylon And the Ladies of Hades sing Lucifer Beelzebub Mephistopheles They always lead me into temptation and sordid sorts of recreation If give in, if I succumb I'd never, ever, ever, ever get a damn thing done Built for speed, built for pleasure The Ladies of Hades, Satan's treasure No matter what I do they won't leave me alone I changed my number then I finally had to disconnect the phone