Dan Bull - How To Smash Your Mirror lyrics

From Brother Ali to Forest Whitaker When it comes to body image There's a common myth that we're not bothered with it But it's bollocks It'd take a lot of confidence To stop us wishing at least something was different You see kids stacked with six packs Skins tanned and big abs And think that to fit in then you need to have this crap I've had enough of airbrushed buff people I see on telly Where's all the freckles, crooked yellow teeth and beer bellies? I'm a bit chubby round the edges Prefer pudding to veggies In restaurants they say "do you want a side of salad or potato wedges?" I'll leave you to guess my preference Insert generic Mr Creosote reference But I look after myself Might grab an apple and leave the snacks on the shelf As well as pizza I eat pasta as well The human appendix is similar to my gym membership It rarely ever gets used even when I remember it Now I'm no exercise freak But I exercise each week Even if it's just stepping outside and down the street I can swim, I can dance, I can skank or ride a bike It doesn't matter man, variety's the spice of life Why are you looking at me? Stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free Why are you looking at me? Man, stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me Why are you looking at me? Stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free Why are you looking at me? Man, stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me I thought "please Lord, make me thin" "Paint my pasty skin" "Take me out of this funny frame you've placed me in" My face is ginger while my head hair is mousey brown But I turned my doubts around My thoughts are more healthy now I quit searching for the perfect physique I'd prefer to be a person that people feel at ease with when first we meet See, it's not just about how you look when you're out with your friends It's about whether you are looking out for your friends Why are you looking at me? Stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free Why are you looking at me? Man, stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me Why are you looking at me? Stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free Why are you looking at me? Man, stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me I'm no Michelangelo's David My stature isn't cla**ical Sod a perfect body Mine's autobiographical Every flaw, every blemish, every scar Is a natural tattooed testament to how I got this far Cosmetics and excrement, I can't detect the difference Except that the expensive one is what you want to get for Christmas My head's significantly bigger than average You'll laugh when you see me getting a hat fitted It's the ma**ivest But that's the thing, it's a trivial matter Except when acceptance happens to be the thing that you're after Call me an ignorant rapper, spitting the dumbest rhymes But you can stick your opinion where the sun doesn't shine And for a chap my bum's more like Nicki's than Miley's What a kick in the hiney But so what? My friends think of me highly Despite my glitches, they think that I'm the nicest guy We like a bit of variety It's the spice of life Why are you looking at me? Stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free Why are you looking at me? Man, stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me Why are you looking at me? Stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and free Why are you looking at me? Man, stuff your physique Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me The man I'm confident and comfy to be Beauty's skin deep, I'd rather be ugly and me The man I'm confident and comfy to be