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Embassy row the fumes lay low On lanes are wide where the limousines glide On the wrought iron gates and the China plates And forget your manners where the anthems play
In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna a crown
Maids, they are and asses are kissed I needed a visa, I off a geezer favors could make you a savior In an open corner where the news is
In a of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign In a of foreign feeds I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take a crown, I'm take a crown
I need to get born, I to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm of being misread By men in dashikis and lefist weeklies wrath their shinin' new path
The converted of moorish design If you want to the weekend, well, we wouldn't mind The plots they are hatchin', the is scratchin' In an open where the news is read
In a netherland of foreign In a of foreign beads In a of foreign beads I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna take the I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown Yee eaa