What’s Your New Pleasure?
I.
They say that one man’s trash— is another man’s treasure
They say that one man’s pain— is another man’s pleasure
They say that one man’s soul— can be bought by a dollar
And you think that you want to know— what can make me scream and holler
I don’t care what you say —doesn’t matter anyway—

Chorus
What’s your new…What’s your new pleasure? Oh… (repeat)

II.
They say the reason we give— is ‘cause we’re wanting something back
And what I see on T.V. screens —seems too much of an attack
Is it our generation running? Look at the flavor of the hour
And you think that you want to know— what can make me scream and holler
I don’t care what you think —doesn’t matter anyway

Chorus
What’s your new…What’s your new pleasure? Oh… (repeat)