Luxuries — текст песни (Jim Caroll)

Your uncles scandals shook the house of lords

Your daddys squeezed out as chairman of the board

No more doctors write you no more scripts

No more intercontinental trips



No more luxuries

No more luxuries



No more crystal pistols up your nose

The dry cleaner wants money on the clothes

The rolls royce, my dear . . . need it be said?

If I were you I would think "mo-ped"



Refrain:

No more luxury . . .

No more luxuries

And all you are left with is me

Left with me

Left with me

No more luxuries



You gotta do it in a whole new way

But Im gonna make a vow to stay

We gotta eat it off the floor a while

You dont even have a phone to dial

Do it in a whole new way,

Honey, thats the price we pay



Your necklaces have turned to centipedes

They slowly crawled away . . .

And the bar is empty and there aint no waiter

The ice all melts in the refrigerator

The dead meat drips

On the asparagus tips



Theres no more luxuries

Youre left with me

No more, no more

Theres no more luxuries



That article on you in interview

It was dropped for a feature on monacos zoo

Calvin called, he wants his hand-made vest

And its snip snip to your american express



No more luxuries

No more luxuries

And all you are left with is me

Just me, mon cheri



No more lunching out at "21"

What you get now comes inside a bun

"cest la vie," the color tv

Thats gone too, but Ill stay with you



Repeat refrain