The Upper Classes Lyrics by Auteurs, The

The Upper Classes Lyrics

    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´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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