La belle et la bete

I'll tell you a story but you won't listen, 

It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition, 

It's the story of a coked-up pansy 

Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy, 

Met two fellas over gin and mixers, 

They talked for a while he soon got the picture, 

One was a souped up Soho mincer, 

The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures. 

Then the conversation turned evil, 

Talked, talked and talked about people, 

Why did you do it to so many people? 

Stumble left out of the boozer 

... (?) 

... another life (?) 

... looking alright (?) 

That girls out way ahead of the game 

Way ahead of the game 

Way ahead of the game 

You've turned your back upon her 

One too many times, 

Spent all her hard earned money 

Getting high, she sang 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than me? 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than me? 

She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball 

She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball 

She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball 

... (?) 

You've turned your back upon her 

One too many times 

Spent all her hard earned money 

Just getting high... she sang 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than me? 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than me? 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than she? 

I'll tell you a story but you won't listen 

It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition 

It's the story of a coked-up pansy 

Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy 

Met two fellas over gin and mixers 

They talked for a while he soon got the picture 

One was a souped up Soho mincer 

The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures 

Then the conversation turned evil 

Talked and talked and talked about people 

Why did you do it to so many people? 

That girls out way ahead of the game 

Way ahead of the game 

Way ahead of the game 

Way ahead of the game 

Way ahead of the game 

You've turned your back upon her 

One too many times 

Spent all her hard earned money 

Just getting high... she sang 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than me? 

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful 

Is she more beautiful than me?