Chonny Jash
Beauty

Beauty is a harlot
She will dance with any bastard
She’s undiscerning in her choice of partners
I could have her, of course, if I wished
But I object to her promiscuousness
Beauty just doesn’t suit me

For Beauty is a harlot
An easy lay for lazy artists
I won’t be fooled by her vulgar charm
It is the easiest trick in the book
Music’s the worm and Beauty’s the hook
And I’m sure you would swallow her whole
But I am not here to satisfy souls

For Beauty is a siren
Trying to draw me from my sacred mission
I won’t be tempted by her seductive singing
On principle, I refuse to be party to her abuse
It is not my job to squat in the gutter, sharing the teat with you beauty-drunk suckers
You came to see satire and rage
I swear I won’t let Beauty set foot on this stage

For Beauty is a harlot
A spotlight-hungry, manipulative starlet
She will toy with your defenceless heart and leave you
Tear-streaked when the lights come on
You’ll look around to find her gone
And despite your sighs, you’ll have not a clue
That as you fell for her, she stole from you
‘cos Beauty is a harlot
She will lie with any two-bit artist
And for all those other lucky bastards
She seems to come so easily
But she comes so hard to me