Oh I bet your lifeYou're sick of the sightOf those eat in, take out, throw up pizza barsLove's just got to pass your way in timeYou smell of prison, smell of crimeI just didn't want to say I told you soSomeone called "Hey yesterday boy!"Take your well worn body away from my sightFriends run like rats from a sinking shipLeaving you naked to the nightNow you're known as the last resortBy the vultures on the makeThey say'You have to eat the hamburgerTo appreciate the steak'You always feel the sting of wordsAs children are so cruelThey called you Ugly, Ugly HeadWhen you were at schoolYou've tried to make the best of thingsBut it seems you've given inThey call you Ugly, Ugly HeadSomething makes you feel the living sinThings must feel so insecureWhen you're on your last legsYou're swimming in the coffee potDrowning in the dregsBut you haven't got the sense to die(Or get a decent job)To look into a mirrorOr at the very worst some kind of GodYou need something to believe inI just wish it was yourselfTry to summon up the gutsTo rectify your ailing healthFor there's something round the cornerWaiting just out of sightThat'll stop you feeling low and limpAnd naked to the nightYou always feel the sting of wordsAs children are so cruelThey called you Ugly, Ugly HeadWhen you were at schoolYou've tried to make the best of thingsBut it seems you've given inThey call you Ugly, Ugly HeadSomething makes you feel the living sinUgly, Ugly, UglyUgly, Ugly, UglyUgly, Ugly, UglyUgly Head!