La la la la la, the beautiful ones
Got too much time to kill, shaved heads
The beautiful ones, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la
psycho for drum machine
La la la la la la, la la la la la la la
Got too much time to kill, here they come
La la la la la la, psycho for drum machine
and if your baby s going crazy
The beautiful ones, shaking their bits to the hits
Psycho for drum machine, you don t do without it, got too much time to kill
And if your baby s going crazy, and if your baby s going crazy, lost it to bostik
la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, got too much time to kill
la la la la la la la
Psycho for drum machine, you don t do without it
High on diesel and gasoline, got too much time to kill Ones, shaking their bits to the hits
Shaking their meat to the beat, the beautiful ones
La la la la la la la, psycho for drum machine
The beautiful ones, stoned in a lonely town
High on diesel and gasoline, la la la la la la Suede, la la la la la la la
And if your baby s going crazy, that s how you made me, the beautiful ones
The beautiful ones, la la la la la la, here they come
the beautiful ones
La la la la la la la, the beautiful ones
shaved heads
The beautiful ones, shaking their bits to the hits Suede, la la la la la la la
Psycho for drum machine, la la la la la la
The beautiful ones, la la la la la la la, the beautiful ones
la la la la la la la
And if your baby s going crazy, high on diesel and gasoline
shaking their meat to the beat
Here they come, here they come, la la la la la la la
High on diesel and gasoline, la la la la la la la Suede, here they come
Here they come, that s how you made me Ones, shaking their bits to the hits
the beautiful ones
La la la la la la la, the beautiful ones
La la la la la, la la la la la la, here they come
here they come
La la la la la la, la la la la la Ones, shaking their bits to the hits
Psycho for drum machine, shaking their meat to the beat
psycho for drum machine
You don t do without it, in your dad s suits you hide
stoned in a lonely town
Staining his name again, in your dad s suits you hide
"Beautiful Ones"
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suits you hide
staining his name again,
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
lost it to Bostik, yeah,
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to kill
get into bands and gangs,
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat,
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.
You don't think about it,
You don't do without it,
because you're beautiful,
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suits you hide
staining his name again,
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
lost it to Bostik, yeah,
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time to kill
get into bands and gangs,
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat,
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.
You don't think about it,
You don't do without it,
because you're beautiful,
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me,
la, la, la, la...
I found it quite interesting looking up the meaning for this song. A lot of places say it is kind of mocking the culture of young people at the time and all of the stupid stuff they do. But the song reminds me of an experiment I remember reading about. It was an experiment on the effects of overpopulation in mice. Once this enclosure that all the mice were kept reached a certain "overcrowded-ness" these male mice stopped fighting and courting the female mice . They just ate, drank and slept. The researcher called them "the beautiful ones" because they didn't have any scars and were so well groomed because they didn't do anything. And this is what I think of when I listen to this songs. All of the habits of young people today(or back then, but not that different to be honest) described in the song fit quite well with the beautiful ones in the experiment. Funny how the song is called beautiful ones, as well.