A La Mode Songtext
von Jazz Emu

You want your finger on the pulse? (Oh, yes)
Then you′ve got to wear cool fashions
If you do not own clothes (So fresh)
Let me tell you what will happen
You'll be disgusting
Even catering staff will not offer you canapés
You′ll be so crusty
Even a slug on the path is gonna see you and run away (Run away!)
I know another way

Step onto the runway, gotta impress them
With a dress sense that is flattering
Vestments that make sense
For a man to possess them
A fashi-on sensati-on


À la mode!
A skirt made of cable ties
(À la mode)
With panties on the outside
(À la mode)
Celebs are watching from the side
We spent sixty-five grand on origami chairs
(À la mode)
Versace up on my head (À la mode)
Gucci on my right leg (À la mode)
And also on my left leg
I suppose trouser holes tend to cater for both, à la mode

You don't know Augustus Bleegan? (Hah!)
His pants are so hot this season (Hot!)
Because he decided to heat them
By personally blowing on them with his mouth
You don't know Qwæsian? (Hah!)
He makes scarves out of skin, known as skarfs
They provide too much insulation
But the sweat glands help with additional cooling

Step onto the runway, head to toe
In the latest innovation from Blorgio
A suit made of two smaller suits
Constitutes a new fashi-on sensati-on


À la mode!
À la mode
(À la mode)
A belt buckle bin sign
(À la mode)
Cabbage on my right thigh
(À la mode)
A goggle over one eye
You never know when you might need to wink in the pool

(À la mode!)
Your feet having cheese on?
(À la mode)
Very in this season!
(À la mode)
So take a slice of edam
Put your toes through the holes, and lo
You are so à la mode

Mo-o-ode
À la mode
À la mo-o-ode, oh-oh-ode
Oh, oh, oh