La Moda del Montón
AIRBAG
The Fashion of the Bunch
She sold herself to go to Hollywood
Her mother left, and no, she never listened
I'm fine like this, don't follow me anymore
I have an appointment with loneliness
She's an actress, queen of the street
She dances around when there's no one left
And she gave me a show inside my room
One afternoon, that was late
Your rock idol bought a nice Rolls-Royce
He goes up to play in shorts, he never compromised
Look, what a good guy he is, he never sold out
But he has a million-dollar apartment
What an unhappy world, wake up, baby
No one out there is coming to rescue you
I'm tired of you, your show with the fashion of the bunch
Wake up, it's getting late
She's an actress, queen of the street
She dances around when there's no one left
And she gave me a show inside my room
One afternoon, that was late
What an unhappy world, wake up, baby
No one out there is coming to rescue you
I'm tired of you, your show with the fashion of the bunch
Wake up, it's getting late
Wake up, it's very late
