Texty: Green Day. Fashion Victim.

He's a victim of his own time In his vintage suit and tie He's a casualty dressed to the teeth In 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 codes What's in a name, hey! She's a scented magazine Lookin sharp and livin clean Livin well and dressed to kill But she looks like hell to me When you're dancing through your wardrobe Do the anorexa-go-go Cloaked with style for pedophiles As your credit card explodes Well you auctioned off your life For the most expensive prize Going once, going twice, it's gone (youth crew) What's in a name, hey! What's in a name, hey! What's in a name?