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