Beauty Is The Beast

(thick brumy accent)

She sits upon her bed at night
Remembering when she looked a fright

When the boys would taunt & tease her face
And say she belonged in outer space

When she was fat & her friends were thin
Just to be one of the girls she’d do anything

When at the prom she didn’t go alone
Her mates went with boys & she stayed at home

When at her party her mates all got pissed
And never got her a present, never gave her kiss

When her mates all had sex and they said it was great
She said not for her, she’d rather wait

When across the playground, there were screams of geek
Put some deodorant on, your armpits reek

When one day, the shout its changed
It was from a boy, but not her age

From the year above, he was so cool
He said don’t worry about them there all fools

He asked her to the pictures after school
He said he’d seen her around & she was beautiful

Its been ten years since then & she is 25
And tomorrow she is going to be his bride

She looks in the mirror & feels no longer alone
Either do her old mates, but all their kids have a grown

She doesn’t just look, She feels beautiful too
She’s always looked like this, but only he knew

Beauty you see, is in the eye of the beholder
And now every night, he gets to hold her

Beauty you see is more than the eyes
It’s the feeling in the heart, the feeling never lies

And now she thinks, of her mate’s husband who always cheats
And how she feels, for the ones who are now getting beats

The ones in the flat, with the third baby, & rocking’em
Only wishing they could have the company of somebody mocking’em

Now they’re the lonely ones, with all the regrets
Highlight of the day, finding manky cigarettes

The same ones who used to make a name, through a fumble in the shed
And the girls who had no shame, having a rumble in the bed

These so called mates who said she wasn’t worth a dime
While they would smoke on dads tobacco & delve into petty crime

They said she’d amount to absolute nout
But they were going to be famous without a doubt

She used to think, there brain dead them
They want to be pop-stars but they can’t sing

And when they asked, what she wanted to be
She looked at them & said, I want to be happy

So all these mates, they’ve messed up there lives
They can only dream of being a nice guys wife

But as she sits, upon her bed tonight
She remembers, she couldn’t give a shite

James Gunn 2/08/2009