Текст, перевод и аккорды “Embassy Row”
- Old intuition -- on your dock were fishin Come on now, give us a grade A for effort, and a b for delivery C for devotion when the world starts encroaching on your plans Where is the savoir, where is the savoir -- hes not here right now Where is the savoir, where is the savoir-faire? Embassy row -- the fumes they lay low On lanes that are wide -- where the limousines glide On the wrought-iron gates and the bone china plates And dont forget your manners where the anthems play In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take a crown Maids, they are frisked -- and asses are kissed I needed a visa -- I bought off a geezer Political favors could make you a savior In an open corner where the news is late In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign feeds Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown Im gonna take a crown, Im gonna take a crown I need to get born, I need to get dead Im sick of the forms, Im sick of being misread By men in dashikis and their lefist weeklies Colonized wrath -- their shining new path The converted castle of moorish design If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldnt mind The plots they are hatching, the surface is scratching In an open corner where the news is late In a netherland of foreign beads In a netherland of foreign beads In a netherland of foreign beads Im gonna take you down, Im gonna take the crown Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown
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