Songtext von Vanity Fair

Cardboard people, cardboard people Cardboard people, cardboard people Cardboard people, cardboard people Cardboard people, cardboard people Walking down an open lane People passing by Wearing hats with famous names Written on the side Their sideways glances say that There's something very wrong with us Their fancy's very fanciful They're different but the same There's something vaguely comical Such pride devoid of shame They strut the day fantastic And everyone is driven by their lust What's in at the fashion show? There's only one way to know Come on, let's go Let's go to vanity fair Where the jacks and the queens and the jokers run Let's go to vanity fair Where they've got everything That's under the sun Everybody must be cool Or you will be ignored Or maybe worse you'll go to school The trashcan your reward You better figure out a way To be a have and not a have not What's in at the fashion show? There's only one way to know Come on, let's go Let's go to vanity fair Where the jacks and the queens and the jokers run Let's go to vanity fair Where they've got everything That's under the sun Excuse me, sir Perhaps you could find a proper proprietor To put some pizzazz back in your pantacle pantry My pantacle pantry? My pantacle what!? Come on, let's go Let's go to vanity fair Where the jacks and the queens and the jokers run Let's go to vanity fair Where they've got everything That's under the sun Let's go to vanity fair Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go to vanity fair Where they've got everything That's under the sun