Fashion
David Bowie; Lyrics

There's a brand new dance but I don't know its name
There's a new trend going around that I can't quite grasp

That people from bad homes do again and again
It's something that's popular amongst people who grew up in less fortunate circumstances

It's big and it's bland full of tension and fear
It's a significant and mediocre trend that's fueled by anxiety and unease

They do it over there but we don't do it here
The trend is common in other places, but it's not well-received in our area

Fashion! Turn to the left Fashion! Turn to the right Oooh, fashion!
The trend is associated with fashion and one is encouraged to pose and turn while acknowledging it

We are the goon squad and we're coming to town Beep-beep, beep-beep
We are the group who follows the trend and we're announcing our arrival

Listen to me, don't listen to me Talk to me, don't talk to me Dance with me, don't dance with me, no Beep-beep
One should listen and interact with the trend followers but also have the option to ignore them and not partake

There's a brand new talk, but it's not very clear Oh bop That people from good homes are talking this year
A new discourse has emerged among the privileged, but its meaning is still ambiguous

Oh bop, fashion it's loud and tasteless and I've heard it before Oh bop You shout it while you're dancing on the ole dance floor Oh bop, fashion
The trend is obnoxiously noisy and lacking in sophistication, and one can hear people shouting about it on the dance floor

Oh, bop, do do do do do do do do Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion Oh, bop, do do do do do do do do Fa-fa-fa-fa-fashion La-la la la la la la-la
The chorus repeats the refrain about the trend, using nonsensical syllables to emphasize its banality