In the way of fashion you live
As a puppet you response
Going in the wind's direction
No individuality no personality
Yesterday I was someone
Today I'm someone else
Tomorrow who I'm going to be?
Living in a vicious circle without end
Manipulated under control
As an infection they rise
No way to stop it
As cattle they march in life
Introduction of ideas
In controversy with my lasts
Doesn't matter
Follow the ships
Someone call this evolution
Maybe to feel better
Stupidity is call it
Pathetic stupidity
When this is over
What are you going to do?
When this is over
What new fashion shall you follow?
Flowers to the pigs