Fugazi — Nice New Outfit

[Verse 1] You like the cut, you like the fit Wide in the shoulders, trim at the hips [Chorus] In your nice, new outfit All straight, clean lines There's blood in your mouth But not in mine [Post-Chorus] You think that I'm a sucker for it That we're all fodder for this Quick purchase once brought to market Dress it up and it's sold [Verse 2] The place I'm offered is a bedsitter's tour A worthless sightsee of your adventure [Chorus] In your nice, new outfit All straight, clean lines There's blood in your mouth Dressed to the nines [Post-Chorus] You think that I'm a sucker for it That we're all fodder for this Quick purchase once brought to market Dress it up and it's sold [Instrumental Break] [Outro] You're number one with a bullet That's money well spent Your mouth plastered like poster Address yourself, success You can pinpoint your chimney And drop one down its length In your nice, new outfit Sorry 'bout the mess In your nice, new outfit Ooh, sorry 'bout the mess In your nice, new outfit Sorry 'bout the mess In your nice, new outfit You're a fucking mess