Oh, high on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits, to the hits
Oh, drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suits you hide
Staining his name, again
Oh, cracked up, stacked up, twenty-two, psycho for sex and glue
Lost it to Bostik, yeah
Oh, shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got to much time to kill
Get into bands, and gangs
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
La la la la
Here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
La la la la la
La la
Loved up, doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
Shaking their meat, to the beat
Oh, high on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits, to the hits
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
Oh, you don't think about it
You don't do without it
Because you're beautiful, yeah yeah
And if your baby, is going crazy
That's how you made me
La la
And if your baby, is going crazy
That's how you made me
Oh
And if your baby, is going crazy
That's how you made me
La la la la la
La la
La la la la...
