He's a victim of his own time
In his vintage suit and tie
He's a casualty dressed to the teeth
It 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 code
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
So when you're dancing through your wardrobe
Do the anorexia go-go
Cloaked with style
For pedophiles as your credit card explodes
You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once...
Going twice...
Now it's gone
(Youth crew)
You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once...
Going twice...
Now it's gone
What's in a name, hey?
What's in a name, hey?
What's in a name?
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