Fashion Victim
Lyrics
He's a victim of his own type
In his vintage suit and tie
He's a casualty dressed to the teeth
In the latest genocide
The new seasons come and go
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names
And he'll follow your dress codes
What's in a name? Hey!
She's a scented magazine
Lookin' sharp and livin' clean
Livin' well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me
When you're dancin' through your wardrobe
Do the anorex-a-go-go
Cloaked with style for pedophiles
As your credit card explodes
Well, you auctioned off your life
For the most expensive price
Goin' once, goin' twice, it's gone
Alright, hey
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Well, you auctioned off your life (goin' once)
For the most expensive price (twice, it's gone)
Goin' once, goin' twice, it's gone
Alright (right)
What's in a name? Hey
What's in a name? Hey
What's in a name?
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank E., III Wright, Michael Pritchard
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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