The Powder Room - Lyrics - Fiction Factory

Hollywood was bottomless So who are we to count the costs? (cosmetic change) Well, let it be known that I try hardest There's a fact that leaves me depressed (All that work for nothing) Some salvage is required So we wait in line Back in the powder room The powder room Visage redefined Back in the powder room The powder room Ha-uh-ha Ha-uh-ha Contents may be rancid with a motif We sealed in glassy skin (emetically) Now, never call me insincere It's taunted by a driving fear (All that work for nothing) Some salvage is required Take this life of constant greed As the cuts will start to bleed Go on as if there's nothing wrong, nothing wrong You take this life of constant greed I'm tired of how we supersede It'll be altered before too long So we wait in line Back in the powder room The powder room Visage redefined Back in the powder room The powder room So we wait in line Back in the powder room The powder room Visage redefined Back in the powder room The powder room So we wait in line Back in the powder room The powder room Visage redefined Back in the powder room The powder room So we wait in line Back in the powder room The powder room Visage redefined Back in the powder room The powder room So we wait in line