Beauty pageant for giants


Beauty pageant for giants, oh what a sight
They walked on the airport runway so you can really call them fly
Heads up in the clouds, oh what a height
Clapping up some thunder on a drizzling Tuesday night

So the models were skinny but the air was thinner
Those beanstalks held the spotlights hanging over
Their footprints filling up with water from the sky
Leaving pools for drunken teenagers to dip on warm summer nights

Beauty pageant for giants, oh what a sight
And not a single mortal got an invite

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