Haute Couture Songtext
von MAN ON MAN

Baby wanna cigarette
Wearing haute couture
In a Dover Street basement
We got robbed in a safe space
They took everything
Got drinks while we played
Cause they′re waitin on the drag queens
But it's all the same
I mean it
It′s all the same to me


We the people fuck in bathrooms
And in backrooms
They're our classrooms
Don't like what you see?
Don′t you fuckin′ look at me
We're good up here in the nosebleeds
Even up this high, we see things
Things you wouldn′t dream of
Things you couldn't dream of

All talk, no show
Big step, you know
Fist up, be strong
Backseat, singalong
Sugar, cinnamon
Unfit regimen

And the way the words all sound
And the way the words all sound again

Wasted, lost and found
Art show, shut it down
Criss cross, applesauce
Ponytail, lip gloss
Sweet spot, Novacaine
Show off, Daggett Lane

And the way the words all sound
And the way the words all sound again
And again, and again, and again

Bye bye, see you