Clothes We Wear - Prozzak

If we were nude

Would we have freedom

Would it be so rude

Or is there a reason

And if we all stripped

Wouldn’t it be revealing

Wouldn’t have to be hip

And you could see what I’m feeling

Do you prefer tapered jeans or bellbottoms

Tiny shirts and ladies' skirts

Backwards caps and baggy slacks

White sneakers and ties with vests

It’s not fair

I can’t grow that bushy hair

Last year you were the hip-hop queen

And now you’re on the rock and roll team

The truth is I don’t understand

Just wanna show you who I really am Under the clothes we wear

Under the clothes we wear

I’ll meet you there

If I could talk

To you in the shower

Would you have style

And would you still have your power

And if I wore preppy shirts and cargo pants

White makeup and safety pins

Skater shorts and football pads

Just like Abercrombie ads

What can I do

I can’t afford to impress you

Last week you were the dancing queen

Now you’re all about the indie queen

Why is everything so fake

Are we really in the groups we make

Under the clothes we wear

Under the clothes we wear

I’ll meet you there

My aunt Frieda

She dresses exactly like her friends

I suspect it never ends

If we could shed this phony skin

Then maybe you would see me Under the clothes we wear

I’ll meet you there

Under the clothes we wear

Under the clothes we wear

I’ll meet you there

Under the clothes we wear

Under the clothes we wear

I’ll meet you there

Under the clothes we wear