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 diddley crazy world!
What a hippy diddley crazy world!

Well, fashion it moves on & on
While the things we've bough have been hardly worn
& I still like my old three piece suite
But it's in the shed & I've got no seat
Oh no no!

What a hippy diddley crazy world!
What a hippy diddley crazy world!

They say necklines to the waist
You change your body to keep up with the pace
The rich buy dearest 'cause want to be sure
The poor can't afford to be that insecure

What a hippy diddley crazy world!
What a hippy diddley crazy world!

Well, fashion it moves on & on
While the things we've bough have been hardly worn
& I still like my old three piece suite
But it's in the shed & I've got no seat
Oh no no!

What a hippy diddley crazy world!
What a hippy diddley crazy world!

Crazy world.


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