Luke Haines - Upper Cla**es 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 pa**ed the time somehow I´m in a cahoots with the Upper cla**es now Put it all in a trust fund She can´t touch ´till she´s twenty one Amazing the cruel hand of fate A tax loss against the state You had to move three times this year I´d rather be any where but there The champagne highs and the giddy Lights - are paradise House guest is here Can´t believe that the vanishing point appeared Can hardly believe - people live in houses behind trees Formative years were a drag But we pa**ed the time somehow I´m in a cahoots with the upper cla**es now That c*nt´s really got it sussed Selling wine, selling d** You can´t get so far whit a perishing wit But the money´s in trust - isn´t it? What treasures can you hold and name You don´t have the right face The champagne highs and the giddy lights - are paradise Some of your friends,from your other life Just don´t belong They´re crude and they´re plain It´s not their fault It´s the world they´re from (and) you can´t come here no more Unless you use the tradesmans door There´s nothing wrong with inherited wealth If you melt the silver - yourself Put it all in a trust fund She can´t touch ´till she´s 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 I´m in a cahoots with the Upper cla**es now