Mauve cravat and corduroy jeans Well we all know what that means A halo of curls For Satyricon girls Our Lady of the flowers Grows shadier by the hours Lady Stardust, Judy Teen In your own Moonage Daydream Blusher smeared across your cheeks Kohl that stayed around for weeks Smudged on your eyes A Biba disguise Maybelline in shades of green Coloured up your teenage scene Light of fot and limp of knees In the 1970's Last night's panstick On yesterday's grime You displayed all bruises While I covered all mine Elusive mercurial Effeminate ethereal They whisper you swish by Your eyes up to the sky Lavender, lavender He's got a touch of lavender Lilac and lavender Lavender Heartache Noir leaving a scar Exploring all the shades to be Through life's black and white TV St. Dirk of Bogarde Showed you what to discard So you splashed on some Brut And lowered your voice When Charlie was really your choice Last nights Lurex gave yesterday shine You held on to your sparkle While I lost all mine Those long drunken nights With the misfits and rebels Playing the angel While slepping with devils Lavender, lavender He's got a touch of lavender Lilac and lavender Lavender And this is the part Where you'd get beaten up But you're saved by a quip And a whole lot of luck Frankie and Charlie have gone Now Larry and Kenny Once they all had a beard Sadly now don't have any Last night's indiscretion Was yesterday's crime You stayed true to yourself But I was poisoned by my time Elusive mercurial Piss-elegant ephemeral They whisper you swish by Your eyes up to the sky The renters on the 'Dilly In their fake leather jackets Say she's 'ere on the meat rack Knowing all of the rackets Where everything's gift wrapped And coming in packets Just a knock on the door to some Club where no need to say more Lavender, lavender He's got a touch of lavender Lilac and lavender Lavender So much there's not to say You don't have to anyway