Dry Food - Palehound

Plopped on a hinge, screwed in tight

Rusted and boney, for you, at night

But I’m over it, over it

Oh I’m over it

Bought me a pet, to compromise

To fatten with dry food, beans and rice

And he’s a-okay say okay

Oh he’s a-okay

Oh

'Cause You made beauty a monster to me

You made beauty a monster to me

You made beauty a monster to me

So I’m kissing all the ugly things I see

Never a day, to spend on me

To bathe in the sun and, read magazines

But I’m over it, over it

Oh I’m over it

'Cause You made beauty a monster to me

You made beauty a monster to me

You made beauty a monster to me

So I’m kissing all the ugly things I see

Oh oh

Oh I’m kissing all the ugly things I see

Oh oh

Oh I’m kissing all the ugly things I see

Oh oh

Oh I’m nursing all the ugly babies