Off The Rack - Triggerfinger

Throug grand magazines who were quick to promote

Her well-stocked euphoria

Through seasonal catalogs

Featuring the latest zigzag, saw tooth, sun-ray

And rectilinear patterns

I picture her against a similary geometric backroung

Through the smoke and mirrors

She peeled from the pack

I threw it to the wind

Not to lose the clues

I’m reaching out, I’m calling

Calling out, calling out, calling

Through hide and seek

Calling out

Calling out, calling out, calling

Calling out, calling out, calling

To the hum and heat

Calling out

Calling out, calling out, calling

Her modern stylewas sleek, subtile and sensual

Its simplicity alone was a radical

Departure from the overwrought complexity of sin

Not to mistread, not to bruise

Moving up slowly

Calling out, calling out, calling

A living sense of play

Calling out

Calling out, calling out, calling

Calling out, calling out, calling

I won’t back away

Calling out

Calling out, calling out, calling