Lyrics:
to spend
To keep up with the latest trend
But we don't get no satisfaction
Living like a slave to fashion
No more thinking for yourself
Just get it off
to spend
To keep up with the latest trend
But we don't get no satisfaction
Living like a slave to fashion
No more thinking for yourself
Just get it off
Insolent boy, this slave to fashion
Insolent boy, slave to fashion
I listen to my 45s and feel the static in my eyes
Light a j and it starts
Slave
Slave
You're a fucking slave
Slave to money
Slave to power
Slave to fashion
Slave to work
You've changed your honour against gold
Now you're doing
screams, oh yes, the entertainment industry
And you become that sound, Violating with access to memory
slave! …You’re slave to rhythm, slave to fashion
Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph!
Angel, I hear you!
Speak, I
Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph!
Angel, I hear you!
Speak, I
to fashion, you're a slave
Slave to life
Addicted, Addicted, Addicted, Addicted
Slave to rock and roll, you're a slave
Slave to money
Slave to internet, you're
PHANTOM
Insolent boy!
This slave
of fashion
basking in your
glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave
young suitor,
sharing in my
triumph!
gotta heed
The all-seeing eye is watching on you
The Massons know what you're going through
We're slaves to phones and fashion trends
But the Massons
asking me, babe
You're a slave to fashion
And your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in
asking me, babe
You're a slave to fashion
And your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in
slaves
Gold, fashion suits and dresses
Four, five and six, self-sufficient always
Haughty and fat, sweat red faces
We know the movies and all talking heads
of lust and greed
Out of a fucked up head
Comes a life of luxury
I'm gonna be there when you die
Don't cry
Cause God bless
The slave slave slave
time you think about it, somethings happens
And you can't go much too far
We're living in a world of slaves of fashion and consumerism
I saw a fish in
Won't you light it on fire
Love was the primal passion
So why's it always seem to be a slave to fashion?
And love was the ultimatum
Now or never never
N.W.A product still fuck the police
I stay real stay loyal like Japanese Yakuza
I'm different like Cobain
Y'all the same slave of fashion flavor
I'm
get my hat. Two minutes - Little Lotte.
Raoul!
Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor,
along roll along
You turn and hesitate then you're gone
Fly away fly away
You're free to go someday you might wish you'd stayed
The slaves of fashion
and motorcycle boots,
you're a slave to fashion but you keep on cashing in on
Melrose Melrose...
Let's Go
It's not Hollywood, It's not Sunset
When I kick
Don't say I'm not going to be your slave to fashion
Don't say I'm not going to be your caught in the middle
Now I can hear your soul on fire
You
on the beach they watched the
Sunrise on the Jersey Shore
Everything and a little bit more
Someday we're gonna have it all
She was always a slave to fashion
Phantom:
Insolent boy
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool
This brave yought suitor
Sharing in my triumph
Christine:
Angel I
what I don’t
No more a slave to fashion & the latest cockeyed trend
No more starvation diets to get rid of my rear end
No more bowing to the altar
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