Old intuition on your dock we're Come on now, give us a A for effort and B for C for devotion when the world starts on your plans (Papapapapa) is the savoir? Where 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)
row the fumes they lay low On lanes that are wide the limousines glide On the wrought iron and the bone China plates And forget your manners where the anthems play
In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of foreign I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the 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 you a savior In an open corner where the news is
In a of foreign feeds In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of foreign I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm take a crown, I'm gonna take a crown
I need to get born, I need to get I'm sick of the forms, I'm of being misread By men in dashikis and their 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 is scratchin' In an open where 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 take the I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown Yee eaa