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from your lovers home make you glow in the dark - make you light up the room on your own formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow i´m in a cahoots with the upper classes now put it all in a trust fund she can´t touch ´till she´s twenty one amazing the cruel hand of fate a tax loss against the state you had to move three times this year i´d rather be any where but there the champagne highs and the giddy lights - are paradise house guest is here can´t believe that the vanishing point appeared can hardly believe - people live in houses behind trees formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow i´m in a cahoots with the upper classes now that cunt´s really got it sussed selling wine, selling drugs you can´t get so far whit a pershing wit but the money´s in trust - isn´t it? what treasures can you hold and name you don´t have the right face the champagne highs and the giddy lights - are paradise some of your friends,from your other life just don´t belong they´re crude and they´re plain it´s not their fault it´s the world they´re from (and) you can´t come here no more unless you use the tradesmans door there´s nothing wrong with inherited wealth if you melt the silver - yourself put it all in a trust fund she can´t touch ´till she´s twenty one the champagne highs and the giddy lights - are paradise some of the clothes you stole from your lovers home are better than the clothes we stole from the shops in our own i´m in a cahoots with the upper classes now |
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