Oh, high on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine Shaking their bits, to the hits Oh, drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suits you hide Staining his name, again Oh, cracked up, stacked up, twenty-two, psycho for sex and glue Lost it to Bostik, yeah Oh, shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got to 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 Oh, 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 Oh, you don't think about it You don't do without it Because you're beautiful, yeah yeah And if your baby, is going crazy That's how you made me La la And if your baby, is going crazy That's how you made me Oh And if your baby, is going crazy That's how you made me La la la la la La la La la la la