Men have made the a - bombs, Men have made guns, The dreaded torture chambers, And the barbed wire fence, But of all the awful things that Men did invent The idea of ideal beauty is worth The most contempt. And tell me who's a killer? If we all concider That emotion runs as deep as flesh, And the idea of ideals That say what beauty is Has sentenced so many to death
Beauty is the beast You better believe it You're wasting your whole life If you're trying to achieve it
Beauty is the beast And you better believe it Beauty is the beast Beauty is the beast Beauty is the beast
Now, who can tell me how And where to begin In a world who thinks of ugly As the cardinal sin And constantly is talking about the beauty within, But looks up in the cellar everything that is grim
And tell me who's a killer? If we all concider, That emotion runs as deep as flesh And the idea of ideals That say what beauty is Has sentenced so many to death
Beauty is the beast Beauty like a barbed wire fence Beauty is the beast Beauty like a barbed wire fence
So, if beauty is your friend, You'd better go deceive it, Beauty is the beast, you better believe it. You're wasting your whole life If you're trying to achieve it Beauty is the beast And you better believe it Beauty is the beast Beauty is the beast Beauty is the beast