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Dead Or Alive

Isn't It A Pity?

 

Isn't It A Pity?

(album: Fragile - 2000)


(I must admit we do get along, he's quite a man!
No saint of course, but you must have expected that before you married him.
Maybe that was why you married him...)

I'm a kind of hybrid of a cartoon and a feature,
Some have thought me lovely, others saw an ugly creature.
Some have thought me right at times and others found me tired,
And I couldn't count the times that my backside has been admired.

Beauty is glitter in my eyes,
I really wanted roses but you sent me custard pies.

Isn't it a pity that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world,
sometimes I feel when I kick up my heels in the sun,
I'm the loveliest one.

Isn't it a pity that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world?
But sometimes I feel when I kick up my heels in the sun,
I'm the loveliest one.

I'm a kind of cross between a pupil and a teacher,
Some have found me lovely, others saw an ugly creature.
I have found my image has obscured all that I am,
But who said you can't mix vinegar with jam?

Beauty is glitter in my eyes,
I really wanted roses but you sent me custard pies.

Isn't it a pity that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world?
But sometimes I feel when I kick up my heels in the sun,
I'm the loveliest one.

Isn't it a pity that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world,
sometimes I feel when I kick up my heels in the sun,
I'm the loveliest one.

Isn't it a pity (the London image makers...
Face is made for mirror breakage,
You know their magazines
Can not affect my self esteem!)

Beauty...

I'm a kind of hybrid of a cartoon and a feature,
Some have thought me lovely, others saw an ugly creature.
Some have thought me right at times and others found me tired,
And I couldn't count the times that my backside has been admired.

Beauty is glitter in my eyes,
I really wanted roses but you sent me custard pies.

Isn't it a pity that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world,
sometimes I feel when I kick up my heels in the sun,
I'm the loveliest one.

Isn't it a pity that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world?
But sometimes I feel when I kick up my heels in the sun,
I'm the loveliest one.

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