He’s a victim of his own time
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 follow your dress codes
What’s in a name?
Hey
She’s a scented magazine
Looking sharp and living clean
Living well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me
When you’re dancing through your wardrobe
Do the anorex a go-go
Cloaked with style
For pedophiles as the credit card explodes
You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once, going twice
Now it’s gone
You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once, going twice
It’s gone
What’s in a name, hey?
What’s in a name, hey?
