Beautiful Lyrics

It had been a hot day
We were in some southern place
And we'd been walking for miles
From that town to this place
When we got to the town
It was Sunday, there was a festival
We went into the church
Because it was big and cool
And there she was, she was a triangle
She was triangular

Her head was a pinhead
Her hair was black laquered
And her cream cheeks cream
Her dress was crusty with flowers
She was lit by a thousand lights
Plastic candles glinting about her base
She had no arms or legs
She was robed from neck to the ground
Fresh paint on her oh so glossy face
And she was very very beautiful,
She was very very beautiful,
Very very beautiful,
She was very very beautiful
It had been so hot that day
The sun had got to my head
And I was sick and crushed to look at her
I was sick and cried to look at her
My tears were nearly catholic
Her dress was crusty with flowers
Her hands were painted on
Her face was super real
She was stiff, she was stiff
With religious virtue, she was stiff
With the thoughts of the watchers
Buzzing a furious field about her head
Her dress was crusty with flowers
She was lit by a thousand lights
She was triangular as wide, as wide
Her head was a pin head atop a radar station
All signals on and jamming
She was so wide you could not push her over
I had to fight her down
She was so strong
And she was very very beautiful,
She was very very beautiful,
Very very beautiful,
She was very very beautiful,
Very very heavy, very very rigid,
Very very plastic, very very heavy.
God she was so heavy, so heavy
Took twelve men to lift her
Twelve men to shift her
From one side of the church to the square.
We could only stand and watch
From the thickest pack of the crowd
For I had sunstroke and believed it
And there were the women in black
And there were the men in suits
All eyes, all eyes, all eyes
(They knew a thing or two,
These master-craftsmen builders)
She was some heat conductor,
Lit by a thousand plastic lights
Crush of women pressing
All the lips were moving
I just stood, I could not move
Her dress was crusty with flowers
You could not push her over
Her base was much too wide
And she was very very beautiful,
She was very very beautiful,
Very very beautiful,
She was very very beautiful,
Very very heavy, very very rigid,
Very very plastic, very very heavy