High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machineShaking their bits to the hits,Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dads suits you hideStaining his name again,Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glueLost it to bostik, yeah,Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to killGet into bands and gangs,Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful onesLoved up, doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely townShaking their meat to the beat,High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machineShaking their bits to the hits,Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones.You dont think about it,You dont do without it,Because youe beautiful,And if your babys going crazyThats how you made me,La, la, la, la...
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