I might be a week or so late for fashion week, but its never too late for a good tune. Back in the mid 90's I was lucky enough to work with Cork, Ireland, natives, the Frank and Walters, at Setanta Records. "Fashion Crisis Hits New York" was exactly the type of tune they were so good at - insightful, sweepingly melodic and funny.
Fashion crisis hits New York
I saw a blind man
He was eating his fork
He said that's what you had
To do to be cool
You eat your cutlery instead of your food
What a hippy diddly crazy world
What a hippy diddly crazy world
Well fashion it moves on and on
While the things we've bought
Have been hardly worn
And I still like my old three piece suite
But it's in the shed and I've got no seat
Oh no no
They say necklines to the waist
You change your body to keep up with the pace
The rich buy dearest cause they want to be sure
The poor can't afford to be that insecure
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