作词 : Mike Biase/Gerrod Harris/Cecil Eugene/Christian Dotto
作曲 : Mike Biase/Gerrod Harris/Cecil Eugene/Christian Dotto
Good evening and welcome, sparkling or still
Can I offer you a cocktail before your meal
Some bread is on the way, to decorate your table
In the meantime let me tell you what we have inside the stable
Tonight we have the Landy live shucking at the bar
And the game is played to a medium rare paired off to caviar
But if you feel a touch of class will make you go insane
Prepare yourself to suckle off the oysters and champagne
No time like now, join the crowd
A seat for two, chair or booth
Some fresh rind round? Sprinkled down
The mise en place is pointed, Crystal Spigelau on main
And each one dressed in ivory gowns hide naked bones and stains
Faster is what they're wearing when a faster can be spared
But faster's never faster when there's nothing left to wear
No time like now, join the crowd
A seat for two, chair or booth
Some fresh rind round Sprinkled down
You know you'll come around
I'm running artist way
Can't see shit through the haze
Not everyone's insane
I can help you score, north of the core
But it hurts
The runners dance to music pass and play with tiny rounds
But the harsh distastes of Mr. Pass filter any other sounds
The band is striking up, a digestivo to your meal
Don't venture far, the back rooms where the fresh ones always squeal
The band strikes up, fill your cup
The bar stool or, seat the door
The champagne's popped, scotch on rocks
Big red is on the bar
I'm running artist way
Can't see shit through the haze
Not everyone's insane
I can help you score, north of the core
I'm running artist way
Can't see shit through the haze
Not everyone's insane
I can help you score, north of the core
But it hurts
I'm running artist way
Can't see shit through the haze, no
Not everyone's insane
I can help you score; I can help you score; I can help you score north of the core
But it hurts