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