I
Marvelous nothing
And yet knocking on the door
Delivering bills and singing nevermore
I missed you though
You said you'd love me Gaga
But I'm here all alone
Lacking poetry, losing grace and counting money
On the Fields of Balenciaga
The funny thing there is
It's the thing that there's not
Insert the dot
And get yourself another knot
And a con to cut you in one, two...
It's not just about the know-how of selling cases
It's about the web that connects
All the points cut from time and space
Into the new digital race
So a new Humanity can take shape
Infinity - Eternity - Universe
And an Ad to Dance a Chance in the Smiling Abyss
- It's the Fields of Balenciaga Baby!
Dance on!
Those who didn't dance
Couldn't listen the song
Why are you wasting hope in a waiting for mode like this?
Listen then dance
Dance so you can become as One
Ok... Dancing poetry and phylosophy of joking aside...
Those who can understand please uncrypt the words of the drunk
And give us prophecy and revelation
Because there are more signs of time than time and that's the sign of times
I mean... Whatever whatever can mean nowadays
Cause now a day
Has to decode the meaning
In order to open us the door
To eletric sunlight and conversation
That doesn't rhyme with nations talking nukes and selling a new robotic sensation
To improve the mood of androids looking forward to buy
Another updated gadget to the sense of life
That's passing by
Whatever...
"It's just a way of numbers and words
To knock on the door"
Sticks and stones
Iphones and Balenciaga
II
The world is a runway
The latest fashion defines the new world order
World Old Problems require New Clothing Solutions
I know what I wear
I know what I am
It doesn't matter how it started
But how it's gonna end
And tonight
We're all celebrating in Balenciaga
III
Real Estate Bunkers
Last Western Civilization Executives
Fashion Militias
The Last Peace
And the Last War
All well dressed
in Balenciaga