Christian Dior Lyrics

Christian Dior, you wasted your life
On aroma and clothes, fabric and dyes

Christian Dior, you wasted your life
On grandeur and style and making the poor rich smile
You could have run wild on the back streets of Lyon or Marseilles
Reckless and legless and stoned
Impregnating women or kissing mad street boys from Napoli
Who couldn't even write their own name

Christian Dior, you wasted your life
Sensually stroking the weave of a sleeve

You could have run wild on the back streets of Lyon or Marseilles
Reckless and legless and stoned
Impregnating women or kissing mad street boys from Napoli
Who couldn't even spell their own name
Oh, Christian Dior
Oh, Christian Dior

A whoosh!
A whoosh!

When you look at me
Failure is all that you see
I discipline my days just like Christian Dior

I could have run loudly and proudly
All forcible entry and morally bankrupt and never known
Violent and drawn to what scares me
And scared of what bores me
Years alone will never be returned
Christian Dior

Lionised maverick
Design if you can
The way to just be a man
To just be a man

Christian Dior
Christian Dior
Christian Dior
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