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Embassy row the they lay low On lanes that are wide where the limousines On the wrought iron and the bone China plates And don't forget your manners where the anthems
In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of foreign In a of foreign feeds I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take a crown
Maids, they are frisked and are kissed I needed a visa, I bought off a favors could make you a savior In an open corner the news is read
In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of feeds I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna a crown, I'm gonna take a crown
I to get born, I need to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of misread By men in dashikis and lefist weeklies Colonized wrath shinin' new path
The converted castle of design If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't The they are hatchin', the surface is scratchin' In an open corner where the news is
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