Embassy Row - Pavement

Old intuition -- on your dock were fishin

Come on now, give us a grade

A for effort, and a b for delivery

C for devotion when the world starts encroaching on your plans

Where is the savoir, where is the savoir -- hes not here right now

Where is the savoir, where is the savoir-faire?

Embassy row -- the fumes they lay low

On lanes that are wide -- where the limousines glide

On the wrought-iron gates and the bone china plates

And dont forget your manners where the anthems play

In a netherworld of foreign feeds

In a netherworld of foreign feeds

In a netherworld of foreign feeds

Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown

Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take a crown

Maids, they are frisked -- and asses are kissed

I needed a visa -- I bought off a geezer

Political favors could make you a savior

In an open corner where the news is late

In a netherworld of foreign feeds

In a netherworld of foreign feeds

In a netherworld of foreign feeds

Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown

Im gonna take a crown, Im gonna take a crown

I need to get born, I need to get dead

Im sick of the forms, Im sick of being misread

By men in dashikis and their lefist weeklies

Colonized wrath -- their shining new path

The converted castle of moorish design

If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldnt mind

The plots they are hatching, the surface is scratching

In an open corner where the news is late

In a netherland of foreign beads

In a netherland of foreign beads

In a netherland of foreign beads

Im gonna take you down, Im gonna take the crown

Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown

Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown

Im gonna take the crown, Im gonna take the crown