Listen up JD I got somethin to say to you
You went way over the line, yeah
I was so psyched but was losin faith quickly
Whenever they gave INXS one more try

You made your way to Vegas, sorta
But even your good looks couldn't hide
That INXS really shoulda parted
When Michael Hutchence died

You ain't pretty
You oughta know
It ain’t pretty when you try to replace him
Cuz you got a tough row to hoe

If you think your better
Here's my open letter
And it ain’t pretty

Hey everything that you do is wrong
and you know that you could barely survive Yeah!
And those around you
are really really upset
They wish that the other guy hadn't died

You made your way to Vegas, sorta
I'm screamin’ like I'm back from hell,
No use for your occupation
Cuz I really think you are a sell… OUT!

You ain't pretty
You oughta know
It ain’t pretty when you try to replace him
Cuz you got a tough row to hoe

If you think your better
Here's my open letter
And it ain’t pretty

My fun is over
My temper is not long
My fun is over
But I must move on
My fun is over
My temper is not long

If you think your better
Here's my open letter
And it ain’t pretty

Listen up JD I got somethin to say to you
You went way over the line, yeah
I was so psyched but was losin faith quickly
Whenever they gave INXS one more try

You made your way to Vegas, sorta
But even your good looks couldn't save
My sanity and that fact that you make
Michael Hutchence turn in his grave

You ain't pretty
You oughta know
It ain’t pretty when you try to replace him
Cuz you got a tough row to hoe

If you think your better
Here's my open letter
And it ain’t pretty