The Most Beautiful
The man with three legs goes town to town
With Siamese twins and wolf girl, renowned
For howling at the crowd, to fill the tip jar
She richer than them by far
The most beautiful girl in the world is disguised
In a body as large as the wide open sky
They don't look very deep, they just gape and they stare
As if she's not really there
All the freaks that we meet
The pointers and laughers, impaired by conceit
Grotesquely two-faced, we pray for their misshapen souls
All the freaks that we meet
God fearing witnesses, drunk with deceit
Keep your eyes open, the preacher will throw the first stone
The tallest man alive has brittle bones
And somber eyes from years alone
He doesn't say much, but his words are true
Even though he's pay per view
The tiniest couple, a woman and man
They had a child you could fit in one had
He didn't live long, and the people they came
To see the world's smallest grave
All the freaks that we meet
The pointers and laughers, impaired by conceit
Grotesquely two-faced, we pray for their misshapen souls
All the freaks that we meet
God fearing witnesses, drunk with deceit
Keep your eyes open, the preacher will throw the first stone
With Siamese twins and wolf girl, renowned
For howling at the crowd, to fill the tip jar
She richer than them by far
The most beautiful girl in the world is disguised
In a body as large as the wide open sky
They don't look very deep, they just gape and they stare
As if she's not really there
All the freaks that we meet
The pointers and laughers, impaired by conceit
Grotesquely two-faced, we pray for their misshapen souls
All the freaks that we meet
God fearing witnesses, drunk with deceit
Keep your eyes open, the preacher will throw the first stone
The tallest man alive has brittle bones
And somber eyes from years alone
He doesn't say much, but his words are true
Even though he's pay per view
The tiniest couple, a woman and man
They had a child you could fit in one had
He didn't live long, and the people they came
To see the world's smallest grave
All the freaks that we meet
The pointers and laughers, impaired by conceit
Grotesquely two-faced, we pray for their misshapen souls
All the freaks that we meet
God fearing witnesses, drunk with deceit
Keep your eyes open, the preacher will throw the first stone
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Writer(s): Cass Clayton
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