Testo The Upper Classes The Auteurs
Formative years were a drag
but we passed the time somehow
Iç£Å½ in a cahoots with the
upper classes now
Put it all in a trust fund
She canç£Ë touch ç£Ëill sheç£â twenty one
Amazing the cruel hand of fate
A tax loss against the state
You had to move three times this year
Iç£â¬ rather be any where but there
The champagne highs and the giddy
lights - Are paradise
House guest is here
canç£Ë 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
Iç£Å½ in a cahoots with the upper classes now
That cuntç£â really got it sussed
Selling wine, selling drugs
You canç£Ë get so far whit a pershing wit
But the moneyç£â in trust - isnç£Ë it?
What treasures can you hold and name
You donç£Ë have the right face
The champagne highs and the giddy lights
- Are paradise
some of your friends,from your other life
Just donç£Ë belong
Theyç£âe crude and theyç£âe plain
Itç£â not their fault
itç£â the world theyç£âe from
(And) you canç£Ë come here no more
Unless you use the tradesmans door
Thereç£â nothing wrong with inherited wealth
If you melt the silver - yourself
Put it all in a trust fund
She canç£Ë touch ç£Ëill sheç£â 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
Iç£Å½ in a cahoots with the
upper classes now