High on diesel and gasoline,
psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides,
in your dad1s 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 don1t think about it,
You don1t do without it,
because you1re beautiful,
And if your baby1s going crazy
that1s how you made me,

la, la, la, la...
we could go speeding,
or we could go dreaming, see? oh hey...

Oh, whatever makes her happy
on a Saturday night,
Oh, whatever makes her happy,
whatever makes it alright.

we'll go to peepshows and freak shows,
we'll go to discos,
casinos,
we'll go where people go and let go

oh whatever makes her happy on a saturday night...