weaving down a byroad singing the song
that's my kind of highroll gone wrong
my-my smile at least
you can't say no to the beauty and the beast

something in the night something in the day
nothing is wrong but darling something's in the way
there's slaughter in the air protest on the wind
someone else inside me someone could get skinned how
my-my someone fetch a priest
you can't say no to the beauty and the beast
darling

i wanted to believe me i wanted to be good
i wanted no distractions like every good boy should

nothing will corrupt us nothing will compete
thank god heaven left us standing on our feet