Beauty is a harlot She will dance with any bastard She's undiscerning in her choice of partners I could have her of course, if I wished But I object to her promiscuousness Beauty just doesn't suit me For...
Beauty is a harlot An easy lay for lazy artists I won't be fooled by her vulgar charm It is the easiest trick in the book Music's the worm and beauty's the hook And I'm sure you would swallow her whole But I'm not here to satisfy souls For...
Beauty is a siren Trying to draw me from my chosen mission I won't be tempted by her seductive singing On principle, I refuse to be party to her abuse It is not my job to squat in the gutter Sharing the teat with you beauty-drunk suckers You paid to see satire and rage I swear I won't let beauty set foot on this stage For...
Beauty is a harlot A spotlight-hogging, superficial starlet She will toy with your defenceless heart and leave you Tear-streaked when the lights come on You look around to find her gone And despite your size, you've not a clue That as you fell for her, she stole from you For...
Beauty is harlot She will lie with any two-bit artist And for all those other bloody bastards She seems to come so easily But she comes so hard To me