There'll be trains of trust, trains of golden dust
There was a time in our history when music lyrics were sweet, hopeful, positive, and singing people were smiling and happy. And they danced in unison wearing matching outfits made by magical elves from outer space.
Beautiful, fine, talented musician singers who harmonize to bring peace and happiness to the world, wearing white bubble skirts, aqua velveteen vests, silver trimmed neck ruffles, collars that are so extremely pointy they require a 12th grade geometry equation, shiny harlequin tunics with bell sleeves from Venus, wide white belts with matching shoes and no worries whatsoever about their proximity to Labor Day.
Nothing to get hung up about.
Orange, black and white. Again with the wide white belts. And Marilyn's matching two-tone tights? Pure intergalactic genius.
Robotic chorus line kicks, aaaaaaaaaaand Point! (Obviously the moving of hips is forbidden on this particular planet.)
The world's a nicer place...It wears a nicer face...
While I adore the Mariachi prom night fantasy tuxedo look, I'd have a hard time choosing between a) blue sequin halter mini with giant white belt and b) tinier sequin mini skirt and bikini top with sexy rain poncho.
Yes, I would like to ride in your beautiful balloon.
I've been hoping you would ask.