H. Hawkline
Designer
[Verse 1]
Whatever was your angle
With that visionary shimmer?
A strange thing to roll out a spell
À la mode

[Verse 2]
Tears water the flowers of need
And you bend my day at the knee
Sit down, we'll frame the far side
Shapes live forever, designer

[Verse 3]
I give up on your beauty
Shady as the day you were born
I'm leaving you alone with it
We're going sailing
Designer

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 4]
That visionary shimmer
Do not lose your young eyes
Laughing at good work with your ugly son
Give up your beauty
[Verse 5]
Oh, holy bosses leave me here
I'm diving off that memory
Stop pinning up your lives like wives
Give me your finger
À la mode
Designer

[Outro]
We were à la mode