Lyrics Ugly Head - Marc Almond, The Willing Sinners

Ugly Head

Oh I bet your life
Youre sick of the sight
Of those eat in, take out, throw up pizza bars
Loves just got to pass your way in time
You smell of prison, smell of crime
I just didn’t want to say I told you so Someone called hey yesterday boy!
Take your well worn body away from my sight
Friends run like rats from a sinking ship
Leaving you naked to the night
Now youre known as the last resort
By the vultures on the make
They say
You have to eat the hamburger
To appreciate the steak
You always feel the sting of words
As children are so cruel
They called you ugly, ugly head
When you were at school
Youve tried to make the best of things
But it seems youve given in They call you ugly, ugly head
Something makes you feel the living sin
Things must feel so insecure
When youre on your last legs
Youre swimming in the coffee pot
Drowning in the dregs
But you haven’t got the sense to die
(or get a decent job)
To look into a mirror
Or at the very worst some kind of god
You need something to believe in I just wish it was yourself
Try to summon up the guts
To rectify your ailing health
For theres something round the corner
Waiting just out of sight
Thatll stop you feeling low and limp
And naked to the night
You always feel the sting of words
As children are so cruel
They called you ugly, ugly head
When you were at school
Youve tried to make the best of things
But it seems youve given in They call you ugly, ugly head
Something makes you feel the living sin
Ugly, ugly, ugly
Ugly, ugly, ugly
Ugly, ugly, ugly
Ugly head!