Lyrics The Heiress - Drab Majesty
An
ingénue's
delight
She
can't
find
anything
she
likes
Only
the
finest
foods
and
wines
And
satin
robes
make
up
her
mind
Incessantly
I'll
reduce
your
life
I'll
make
you
think
about
it
twice,
incessantly
Oh
when
the
roses
turn
to
grey
I'll
know
I'll
know
I'll
know
Your
beauty's
bound
to
be
passé
I'll
know
I'll
know
I'll
know
Oh
when
the
dark
dissolves
(turns)
to
day
I'll
know
I'll
know
I'll
know
Your
beauty's
like
paper
mache
(Now
just
a
charade)
I'll
know
I'll
know
I'll
know
She'll
connect
the
polka
dot
on
her
sun
dress
Conceited
rationale
You
run
from
your
only
friends
No
one
believes
you
They'll
just
treat
you
to
cocaine
Your
voguish
nature
and
nomenclature
Have
an
expiry
date
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