Auteurs The The Upper Classes Lyrics

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

 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