Flashing lights spots centre stage it's the start of the fashion parade one by one out they come twisting and turning so all will get an eyeful
Lithe and pretty doll house material little plastic smiles on their cute perfect faces show time for the pigs in the seats that treat them like cattle or sheep
It's utter mayhem backstage girls fitting into dresses poorly made just a pin here a seam their most will forget their underwear
A conveyor belt of fantasies a pontification of fashion a way to dream unrealities that you want with a passion