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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 don't forget manners where the anthems play
In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of foreign I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna a crown
Maids, they are frisked and asses are I needed a visa, I off a geezer Political favors could you a savior In an open where the news is read
In a netherworld of foreign In a of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown I'm gonna take a crown, I'm take a crown
I to get born, I need to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of misread By men in and their lefist weeklies Colonized wrath their new path
The castle of moorish design If you to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't mind The plots they are hatchin', the is scratchin' In an open corner where the is read
In a netherland of beads In a netherland of foreign In a of foreign beads I'm gonna you down, I'm gonna take the crown I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the Yee eaa