Текст:
Brutal bimbo beauty
Nonsensically sublime
This hammy armageddon
Turns out to be yours and mine
Your face is just the ticket to everything
I ever wanted to see
Your face is just the ticket to everything
I was ever required to be
Sweet subtle nothing
Flower of my will
Your physical beauty
Is making me physically ill
I turn up again
Fantastically resplendent
They pack them in to the hilt
Funny thing is
The theatre hasn’t even been built
I was up to absolute beauty
Playing it by my own book
Where there’s no justice
In matters of beauty
It’s stupid to even look
But I held on to my ticket
I’d sit in front of it and stare
Have pity on me
I’ve still got it somewhere
Nonsensically sublime
This hammy armageddon
Turns out to be yours and mine
Your face is just the ticket to everything
I ever wanted to see
Your face is just the ticket to everything
I was ever required to be
Sweet subtle nothing
Flower of my will
Your physical beauty
Is making me physically ill
I turn up again
Fantastically resplendent
They pack them in to the hilt
Funny thing is
The theatre hasn’t even been built
I was up to absolute beauty
Playing it by my own book
Where there’s no justice
In matters of beauty
It’s stupid to even look
But I held on to my ticket
I’d sit in front of it and stare
Have pity on me
I’ve still got it somewhere
