The Ordinary Song

The brand new season, just begun.
The attics come together.
Pretty things for everyone.
Who’s gonna be the best.
Just like shoplifters, we try
to snatch the modern style.
And we still think we’re exceptional.
Look around and watch us.
It’s like a competition.
Fashion Art.
Here comes the mass hysteria.
We are the ordinary people.
Live an ordinary life.
We are the ordinary people.
Live in paradise.
We are the ordinary people.
Have an ordinary style.
We are the ordinary people.
Without compromise.
Look alikes.
One like another.
Dots and stripes meet red and blue.
Did you hear that green’s the new black?
Some like the vintage stuff, some new.
And the eighties are coming back.
We just hide behind our clothes.
Who cares if it’s for less or more?
Imagine we’re all naked.
And then?
Nothing!
We still are in competition
cause we are just people
Fashion art exposition
Yes we love…
We are the ordinary people.
Live an ordinary life.
We are the ordinary people.
Live in paradise.
We are the ordinary people.
Have an ordinary style.
We are the ordinary people.
Without compromise.
Look alikes.
It’s so wonderful we are,
so ordinary.
We are different 'cause we are,
always searching for the better «I»
We are the ordinary people.
Live an ordinary life.
We are the ordinary people.
Live in paradise.
We are the ordinary people.
Have an ordinary style.
We are the ordinary people.
Without compromise.
We are the ordinary people.
We are the ordinary people.
Without compromise.
Look alikes.
One like another.