Lyrics
Smell your Technicolor in your eyes
Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
Shake it like it's so enlightening
Staring in the sun that's blinding
Like a bottle rocket in the sky
Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You're such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes
Wearing a psychotic red alert
Your bouquet of flowers in the dirt
Radioactive and primal
Nuclear and so delightful
Wearing Day-Glo where you know it hurts
Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes
Smell your Technicolor in your eyes
Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
Shake it like it's so enlightening
Staring in the sun that's blinding
Like a bottle rocket in the sky
Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes
Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
Shake it like it's so enlightening
Staring in the sun that's blinding
Like a bottle rocket in the sky
Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You're such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes
Wearing a psychotic red alert
Your bouquet of flowers in the dirt
Radioactive and primal
Nuclear and so delightful
Wearing Day-Glo where you know it hurts
Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes
Smell your Technicolor in your eyes
Makes me sick with pleasure in my mind
Shake it like it's so enlightening
Staring in the sun that's blinding
Like a bottle rocket in the sky
Dressed to the nines like a black cat's eyes
You’re such a beautiful mess tonight
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
Wow that dirty dress is so loud
And it goes
Song Meaning
Continuing on with the party theme, the narrator now notices a wild dress that one of the other female partygoers is wearing. Time seems to stop as he looks at this girl, and he becomes "sick with pleasure." The situation feels like a psychotic hallucination to the narrator, and he can't seem to break free from the spell put on him by the girl and her loud party dress.
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