"This startred as a holier-than-thou snipe

at a VERY FAMOUS ROCK STAR, who I imagined 

to be breathing his own artificial atmosphere.

However, by the time we came to record it

I'd had a good lungful of the same poison,

but had also located that slippery addictive feeling

that you get just before giving in to something wicked.

It proved to be the saving of the song,

together with a few pints of beer 

and a riff borrowed from T and the M.G.s."

Who's this kid with his mumbo jumbo
Living in air-conditioned limbo
Though they treat him just like a guest
He's living under threat of arrest
Now that he's finally trying to make some sense
He drinks in self-defense
Give me temptation

The subtle touch of authority will
Take you anytime down to the station
You say that it's alright by me
Now you're living with the curse of sophistication
Now that you're shackled up to the rigmarole
With absolute control

I see you lying so wide awake
After I've given you all that you can take
So for heaven's sake
Give me temptation

Still you want to succeed so badly
Finding your life will not be deadly
You tell me you can take it or leave it
Sometimes I think that you really believe it
You're just itching to break her secret laws
As you go from claws to clause
Give me temptation