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 too much
time to kill
get into bands
and gangs oh
Here they come,
the beautiful ones,
the beautiful ones
Here they come,
the beautiful ones,
the beautiful ones
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
Here they come,
the beautiful ones,
the beautiful ones
Oh oh
You don't think
about it,
You don't do
without it
Because you're
beautiful, yeah yeah
And if your baby's
going crazy
that's how you
made me
And if your baby's
going crazy
that's how you
made me
And if your baby's
going crazy
that's how you
made me
La la la la la
La la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la oh
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la oh
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la oh
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la oh
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la oh