Fashion Awards

Let's go down to the fashion show

With all the pretty people that you don't know

We'll sit down in the velvet chairs

They'll hand awards out for best hair

And if we don't win one, well, thenWe'll blow off our heads in despair

We'll blow off our heads in despairI smell magic in the room

Flashing lights and sonic booms

Lovely saps all without a care

Nobody said that the world was fair

And if they did say so, well, thenWe'll blow off our heads in despair

We'll blow off our heads in despairLet's go down to the fashion show

With all the pretty people and piles of blow

We'll sit down in the velvet chairs

And hang on tight to our bus fare

And if it falls between the seatsWe'll blow off our heads in despair

We'll blow off our heads in despair