Some of the clothes you stole
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� in a cahoots with the
upper classes now

Put it all in a trust fund
She can� touch �ill she磔 twenty one
Amazing the cruel hand of fate
A tax loss against the state
You had to move three times this year
Iç£'‚¬ rather be any where but there
The champagne highs and the giddy
lights - Are paradise

House guest is here
can� 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� in a cahoots with the upper classes now

That cunt磔 really got it sussed
Selling wine, selling drugs
You can� get so far whit a pershing wit
But the money磔 in trust - isn� it?
What treasures can you hold and name
You don� have the right face
The champagne highs and the giddy lights
- Are paradise

some of your friends,from your other life
Just don� belong
They磓e crude and they磓e plain
It磔 not their fault
it磔 the world they磓e from
(And) you can� come here no more
Unless you use the tradesmans door

There磔 nothing wrong with inherited wealth
If you melt the silver - yourself
Put it all in a trust fund
She can� touch �ill she磔 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� in a cahoots with the
upper classes now