The Beautiful Ones Lyrics

High on diesel and gasoline,
Psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits to the hits,

Drag acts, drug acts, suicides,
In your dad's suits you hide
Staining his name again,

Cracked up, stacked up, 22
Psycho for sex and glue
Lost it to Bostik, yeah,
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill,
Got too 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,
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, la la la la
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

And if your baby's going crazy
That's how you made me, la la
And if your babies are going crazy
That's how you made me
And if your babies are going crazy
That's how you made me, la la la la...