Fluffy City Lyrics - Pansy Division

Feel like I landed on another planet 

Of clones with gym tits as hard as granite 

Body fascists rule this land 

Where can I find a flat-chested man? 

Feel out place and so alone 

Amidst the hairspray and cologne 

Attitude cuts you like a knife 

Ken dolls on steroids come to life 

In the fluffy city 

The santa monica boulevard scene 

Poodle hair and sausage jeans 

The "international male" store 

The mannequins and customers are interchangeable 

Makes me want to get a revolver* 

The whole place puts me in a rage* 

In a town full of out of work actors 

The whole world truly is a stage 

In the fluffy city 

Met a guy, what a joke 

He touched his hair and it broke 

Conversation was a strain 

He crossed his legs and crushed his brain 

Teal tank tops everywhere 

Cigarette smoke choking the air 

Underneath they might be deep 

But I have met so many creeps 

In the fluffy city 

(* two appalling clubs in west hollywood)