Blame it all on the ads
For surgery fads
And folks who don't like what they've got
They buy nips and tucks
For thousands of bucks
Because they think it'll make 'em look hot

And they're asking for shots
In the weirdest of spots
Convinced it'll make 'em look strong
They all need a clue
Just what are they gonna do
When it all goes horribly wrong

Now I've got friends with no faces
'Cause the scalpel slipped
And there's no traces of nose or lips
Yes it all got clipped
They've all filed malpractice cases
But that won't fix eyes in wrong places
Oh, I've got friends with no faces

But some folks never learn
They hope and they yearn
To look like their favorite star
They save up their cash
Then make a mad dash
To a "clinic" in back of a bar

They're asking for cheeks
That look really chic
They're happy when cutting begins
But when it's all done
They find one of their earlobes
Is now on their chin

And I've got friends with no faces
'Cause the scalpel slipped
Now there's no traces of nose or lips
Yes it all got clipped
They've all filed malpractice cases
But that won't fix eyes in wrong places
Oh, I've got friends with no faces