Some of the clothes you stole from your lovers home Make you glow in the dark - make you light up The room on your own Formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow I磎 in a cahoots with the upper classes now
Put it all in a trust fund She can磘 touch 磘ill she磗 twenty one Amazing the cruel hand of fate A tax loss against the state You had to move three times this year I磀 rather be any where but there The champagne highs and the giddy lights - Are paradise
House guest is here can磘 believe that the vanishing point appeared Can hardly believe - people live in houses behind trees Formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow I磎 in a cahoots with the upper classes now
That cunt磗 really got it sussed Selling wine, selling drugs You can磘 get so far whit a pershing wit But the money磗 in trust - isn磘 it? What treasures can you hold and name You don磘 have the right face The champagne highs and the giddy lights - Are paradise
some of your friends,from your other life Just don磘 belong They磖e crude and they磖e plain It磗 not their fault it磗 the world they磖e from (And) you can磘 come here no more Unless you use the tradesmans door
There磗 nothing wrong with inherited wealth If you melt the silver - yourself Put it all in a trust fund She can磘 touch 磘ill she磗 twenty one The champagne highs and the giddy lights - Are paradise
Some of the clothes you stole from your lovers home Are better than the clothes we stole from the Shops in our own I磎 in a cahoots with the upper classes now