Letâ??s go down to the fashion show
With all the pretty people that you donâ??t know
Weâ??ll sit down in the velvet chairs
Theyâ??ll hand awards out for best hair
And if we donâ??t win one, well, then
Weâ??ll blow off our heads in despair
Weâ??ll blow off our heads in despair

I smell magic in the room
Flashing lights and sonic booms
Lovely saps all without a care
Nobody said that the world was fair
And if they did say so, well, then
Weâ??ll blow off our heads in despair
Weâ??ll blow off our heads in despair

Letâ??s go down to the fashion show
With all the pretty people and piles of blow
Weâ??ll sit down in the velvet chairs
And hang on tight to our bus fare
And if it falls between the seats
Weâ??ll blow off our heads in despair
Weâ??ll blow off our heads in despair