Brutal bimbo beauty

nonsensically sublime

this hammy Armageddon

turns out to be yours and mine

your face is just the ticket to everything

I ever wanted to see

your face is just the ticket to everything

I was ever required to be



Sweet subtle nothing

flower of my will

your physical beauty

is making me physically ill

I turn up again

fantastically resplendent

they pack them in to the hilt

funny thing is

the theatre hasn't even been built



I was up to absolute beauty

playing it by my own book

where there's no justice

in matters of beauty

it's stupid to even look

but I held on to my ticket

I'd sit in front of it and stare

have pity on me

I've still got it somewhere