Make Me Pretty

For the grandest advancements

In cosmetic enhancements

There's only one man I'm entrusting my plan with

Steinman, make me pretty (Steinman, make me-)

Steinman, make me shine

Just like the skyline of this city

Then I can make this city mine

Uh, do you listen to your dysmorphia?

Because it isn't true (but if it sorta was)

If one is in pursuit of perfection

But with a dash of Adam, we can (catch some)

Beauty is my duty, it's a moral obligation

Nothing gonna stop this operation

Contradict your hypocritic obligations

Because of ugliness, I've lost a lot of patience

Up on the surface, I was taught restraint

'Cause every doctorate comes with indoctrinations

But in Rapture, we eradicate restrictions

Let me cure what's average, because that's a sickness

I'm Picasso, but with the kind of canvas

Which is still alive as I splice your genetics

I'm the man who answers the call of divine demands

As Aphrodite guides me with a knife in hand

Steinman, make me pretty

Steinman, make me shine

Like the skyline of this city

Then I'll make this city mine

Steinman, make me pretty

Aphrodite, shed your light

On my smile, and make it glittery

Like my city shining bright

It's a hideous world and this job, my curse

Too fat, too tall, which one is worse?

And this broad, so symmetrical it hurts

(Doctor, stop cutting!) Call it, nurse

If you're a disappointment or an abomination

Come book an appointment for every consultation

I regret to inform you, I don't ensure any miracles

I'll ignore the protesters because they're surely hysterical

I can polish a turd, success is doubtful

In which case, I will work with just a scalpel

Then I'll cut out what's malignant or simply unwanted

So you can hold your nose high and be proud to flaunt it

Oh goddess, how ugly, this subject you've brought me

Get him on a gurney while his skin is still taut

Because every great surgeon must work with what he's got

I want to make them beautiful, but they all turn out awfully not

What's your aesthetic ideal?

Can you manifest it, or is it unreal?

When you elevate the standard and you raise the bar

For everybody, then we all get taken back to par

And I took it too far, now just look at the scars

The harm has already been done

But I hear my goddess, so don't fear the ugliness

Our work has only just begun

Steinman, make me pretty

Steinman, make me shine

Like the skyline of this city

Then I'll make this city mine

Steinman, make me pretty

Aphrodite, shed your light

On my smile, and make it glittery

Like my city shining bright

You're just not good enough

Darling, you're looking rough

These plain old broads are making my job

How should I put it? Tough

'Cause you're not good enough

Darling, you're looking rough

Such a disgrace, that ugly face

Even a mother couldn't love