Old intuition on dock we're fishin' Come on now, us a grade A for effort and B for C for devotion the world starts encroachin' on your plans (Papapapapa) Where is the savoir? is the savoir? (Papapapapa) (Papapapapa) He's not here now (Pa pa pa pa) (Papapapapa) (Papapapapa) Where is the savoir? is the savoir faire? (Papapapapa) (Papapapapa)
Embassy row the they lay low On lanes that are wide where the glide On the wrought iron and the bone China plates And don't your manners where the anthems play
In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take a crown
Maids, they are and asses are kissed I a visa, I bought off a geezer Political favors could make you a In an open corner where the is read
In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of foreign I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take a crown, I'm gonna take a
I need to get born, I to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of misread By men in dashikis and lefist weeklies wrath their shinin' new path
The converted castle of design If you want to stay the weekend, well, we mind The plots they are hatchin', the surface is In an open corner where the news is
In a netherland of foreign In a netherland of beads In a of foreign beads I'm take you down, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna the crown I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown Yee eaa