Paroles
High on diesel and gasoline
Psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits to the hits, oh oh
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides
In your dad’s suits you hide
Staining his name again
Cracked up, stacked up, twenty-two
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 yeah
And if your baby’s are going crazy
That’s how you made me, la la
And if your baby’s are going crazy
That’s how you made me, woah oh
And if your baby’s are going crazy
That’s how you made me
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La la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, oh
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La la la la, la la la, oh
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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 la la, oh
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 la la, oh
