歌词
See a thousand miles away into a mirror on a wall,
the stare/the hair on the head for the ball.
Better a fashion show than no show at all.
Who will wear the shoe when it fits if their clothes are too small?
Revolution roll into town, we're dressing you up/stripping you down.
Your shine is the "****" and it fits like a crown.
I'm walking around.
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