Old intuition on your we're fishin' on now, give 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 Where is the savoir faire? (Papapapapa) (Papapapapa)
Embassy row the they lay low On lanes that are where the limousines glide On the wrought iron gates and the China plates And don't your manners where the anthems play
In a of foreign feeds In a of foreign feeds In a of foreign feeds I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna a crown
Maids, they are frisked and are kissed I needed a visa, I off a geezer favors could make you a savior In an open corner the news is read
In a of foreign feeds In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the 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 being By men in and their lefist weeklies Colonized wrath their new path
The converted castle of moorish 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 is read
In a netherland of beads In a netherland of beads In a netherland of beads I'm gonna take you down, I'm take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown Yee eaa