Luxuria - Ticket lyrics

Brutal bimbo beauty Nonsensically sublime This hammy armageddon Turns out to be yours and mine Your face is just the ticket to everything I ever wanted to see Your face is just the ticket to everything I was ever required to be Sweet subtle nothing Flower of my will Your physical beauty Is making me physically ill I turn up again Fantastically resplendent They pack them in to the hilt Funny thing is The theatre hasn't even been built I was up to absolute beauty Playing it by my own book Where there's no justice In matters of beauty It's stupid to even look But i held on to my ticket I'd sit in front of it and stare Have pity on me I've still got it somewhere