What's it all about, I hear the global shout
Blind man draws the tribal line
And it all seems such a waste of time

Stars and spies, thug in ties
Power man refuels the line
Talk of nonsense, such a waste
The whole wide world has got bad taste

What price beaty now
What price beaty now
What price beaty now
(Oh, what price beaty)

Small town bangs, headless gangs
Police and law, the people hang
Ego, power, jealous wealth
Shelter, care, love and health

Unshed tears, hidden fears
Silence bows, rolls back the years
Talk of nonsense, such a waste
The whole wide world has got bad taste

What price beaty now
What price beaty now
What price beaty now
(Oh, what price beaty)

What price beaty now
What price beaty now
What price beaty now
(Oh, what price beaty)

What price beaty now
What price beaty now
What price beaty now
(Oh, what price beaty)

What price beaty now
What price beaty now
What price beaty now
(Oh, what price beaty)

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): HILLEGONDE RICTUELD, MICHAEL PAUL HEARD, MIKE PICKERING