Beautiful Ones - Live

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