Exclusive Grave

Awaken on the satin sheets
 Another velvet morning
 Gaze down at the stinking streets
 Black glass reflects a warning
 The losing team are in their place
 The fat of the land is your right
 You put it all into your face
 The only one in sight
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 Your tongue moves like a shining sword
 In your suit of armour, powder blue
 You're running with the wild ones
 And the boys always get up to no good
 It's different when they're not around
 Long lunches go down slowly
 With no one to massage your neck
 The black cloud descends
 You watch yourself on the news
 Don't let the feeling die
 You watch yourself on the news, phone rings
 Take the ticket
 Take the ticket
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 Here's to you, looking at you
 Looking at you, looking at you
 You watch yourself on the news
 Don't let the feeling die
 You watch yourself on the news, phone rings
 Take the ticket
 Take the ticket
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 Past the stone gate, corridor winds
 Velvet carpet draped under shining candlelight
 Oil portraits hang, enter the mahogany room
 Behind the black rope lies the golden box
 Now you're going home, now you're going home