(We would swoop down on the town)
(Kill everyone that wasn't beautiful)
And I don't want you and I don't need you
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
You can't see the forest for the trees
And you can't smell your own shit on your knees
There's no time to discriminate
Hate every other hater that's in your way
Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean
(Ah, ah)
The worms will live in every host
It's hard to pick which one they hate the most
The horrible people, the horrible people
It's all anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way
Old-fashioned fascism will take it away
Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean
There's no time to discriminate
Hate every other hater that's in your way
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
The beautiful people, the beautiful people (ah)
The beautiful people, the beautiful people (ah)
The beautiful people, the beautiful people (ah)
The beautiful people, the beautiful people (ah)
Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean
Hey, you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
(Nos lanzábamos sobre la ciudad)
(Matábamos a todos los que no eran hermosos)
Y no te quiero y no te necesito
No te molestes en resistirte, te voy a ganar
No es tu culpa que siempre te equivoques
Los débiles están ahí para justificar a los fuertes
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa
Todo es relativo al tamaño de tu iglesia
No puedes ver el bosque desde los árboles
Y no puedes oler tu propia mierda cuando estás de rodillas
No hay tiempo para discriminar
Odia a todos los que se crucen en tu camino
Oye, tú, ¿qué ves?
¿Algo hermoso o algo libre?
Oye, tú, ¿estás tratando de ser cruel?
Si vives con monos, amigo, es difícil mantenerse limpio
(Ah, ah)
Los gusanos vivirán en cada huésped
Es difícil elegir a cuál odian más
La gente horrible, la gente horrible
Todo es anatómico, como el tamaño de tu iglesia
El capitalismo lo hizo así
El fascismo a la antigua se lo llevará
Oye, tú, ¿qué ves?
¿Algo hermoso o algo libre?
Oye, tú, ¿estás tratando de ser cruel?
Si vives con monos, amigo, es difícil mantenerse limpio
No hay tiempo para discriminar
Odia a todos los que se crucen en tu camino
(Oye, oye, oye, oye, oye, oye, oye, oye)
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa (ah)
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa (ah)
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa (ah)
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa (ah)
Oye, tú, ¿qué ves?
¿Algo hermoso o algo libre?
Oye, tú, ¿estás tratando de ser cruel?
Si vives con monos, amigo, es difícil mantenerse limpio
Oye, tú, ¿qué ves?
¿Algo hermoso o algo libre?
Oye, tú, ¿estás tratando de ser cruel?
Si vives con monos, amigo, es difícil mantenerse limpio
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa
La gente hermosa, la gente hermosa