Jets To Brazil - Crown Of The Valley Lyrics

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we are the high street service trays / coming to take you away / pasadena 1968 / with speed on your breakfast plate / aunt cancer calls them happy pills / they keep her calm and cool until he leaves / the moccasin skin obsession leather thigh / white tennis skirt so high / the eyes of mine are new and kind / but the hair's not grey, it's white / and grandfather's an ascot noose / can't tie the tassels on his shoes / leave me / these are the red-eyed politics / the cocktail revisionists / war room rules: no wives or kids / here men sing the boy in them / the hedge casts heroes late across our lawn / the valley hunt militiamen, all gone / thought we had the lock in '54 / now the maid owns the house next door / and what's more / swims in the pool she used to clean / our new king looks like a queen / leave me / oh god stop tearing off the roof / of my experimental bathroom / it's the only thing that's halfway mine / and not for your prying and lying eyes / the empire's melting like ice cream / on the altar of the sun / this skin we've stretched for centuries / it's faded, it's fraying, it's meaningless to me

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