[Verse 1] Smooth skin, glass hair, perfectly aligned Checking every angle, staying strictly in line Pastel palette on the kitchen floor Can’t take the neat and tiny aesthetic anymore Tossed out the serum, threw the comb in the bin Let the static and the chaos start rolling in Spinning London Calling while I tear down the grid Doing everything that neat girls never did [Chorus] Girl yesss, drop the sleek look tonight! Tangled hair, smeared liner, feeling so right Listen to The Clash, kick the beat in the mud Got alternative electricity running in my blood! Power pop punch with a geek rock sneer The messy look is back and I’m standing right here! [Verse 2] Ripped shirt, mismatched socks on the ground Turning up Revolver, love the distorted sound Who needs perfection when the noise feels real? Flipping every habit, breaking every seal Fast talk, loud thoughts, racing round the room Out of the polished box, straight into the boom Laces unhinged, ink stains on my thumb This is the rhythm that I’m coming from! [Chorus] Girl yesss, drop the sleek look tonight! Tangled hair, smeared liner, feeling so right Listen to The Clash, kick the beat in the mud Got alternative electricity running in my blood! Power pop punch with a geek rock sneer The messy look is back and I’m standing right here! [Bridge] (Fast rapid-fire delivery) Clean look fading, messy look taking over No more pretending, no sober composure Twisted up, scuffed up, wild and unglued 1960s pop hooks mixed with bad attitude Yeah I’m weird, yeah I’m loud, yeah I’m breaking the glass Leaving all the pristine polished nonsense in the past! [Outro] Girl yesss! Just me, totally messy! Unpolished, weird, free! Yeah! [Instrumental Outro]
