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
Im in a cahoots with the
Upper classes now

Put it all in a trust fund
She cant touch till shes twenty one
Amazing the cruel hand of fate
A tax loss against the state
You had to move three times this year
Id rather be any where but there
The champagne highs and the giddy
Lights - are paradise

House guest is here
Cant 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
Im in a cahoots with the upper classes now

That cunts really got it sussed
Selling wine, selling drugs
You cant get so far whit a pershing wit
But the moneys in trust - isnt it?
What treasures can you hold and name
You dont have the right face
The champagne highs and the giddy lights
- are paradise

Some of your friends,from your other life
Just dont belong
Theyre crude and theyre plain
Its not their fault
Its the world theyre from
(and) you cant come here no more
Unless you use the tradesmans door

Theres nothing wrong with inherited wealth
If you melt the silver - yourself
Put it all in a trust fund
She cant touch till shes 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
Im in a cahoots with the
Upper classes now

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