Beauty

Heads that turn Won't stay put Beauty unto its own A stumbled dance A gunshot foot Beauty unto its own Pistol-poor But pistol-whipped Beauty unto its own I'm a big boy, I'm a big star First the decoy, then the guitar Chewing gum Sucking thumb Beauty unto its own Left-bank high Is an east side pun Beauty unto its own I'm a big boy, I'm a big star Oh, to destroy what's done so far That was bad But that was good Beauty unto its own Sad is bad When sad is good Beauty unto its own I'd cry for you I'd cry for you Beauty unto its own I'd cry for you If you would too