Life`s Little Luxuries — текст песни (Steve Kilbey)

What you need is a flattering mirror
A strong elixir with no hangover properties
Nineteen year old lovers who can stay hard all night
A million dollars with no strings attached


I say yeah yeah yeah
But you don`t know where you can find it
I say yeah yeah yeah
Life`s little luxuries


What you need is a vial full of asses milk
Your very own doctor to prescribe you the blues
A brilliant career with critical acclaim
Orgasms, riches, power and fame


A trip to India
A trip down the Ganges
A copy of Justine, signed by de Sade
A bag or two of Neil`s purple heads
Gold-tipped, silver printed, black calling cards
A villa in Sydney
An igloo in Alaska
A girl who can come
Anytime I ask her
Thirteen red peacocks with eyes like the sun
Monogrammed bullets for my pearl handled gun
A Rolls a Mercedes
A dozen Blue Poles
The flesh of my servants
The deed to their souls
To meet Damien Lovelock from The Celibate Rifles
Chocolates and salmon
Truffles and trifles
Wait there`s more
Everything and more
There`s gotta be more