"Aristocratic Swells" as written by and Kurosky....
And hey "Mr. For Real," sir,
We're in it for fun
And have you heard the news, sir?
We're in it for free

And with a kiss, yeah, you'd be so sure,
We'll put a laugh-track on for you, dear,
A million and one excuses
The homes are full of spies

We're all over waiting
We're in it for fame
And hey, slow coronation,
Repeat the same themes

Devil takes a bite out of this here land
Every hour on the hour
The good kind of suicide, dear,
The adjectives they

Pall next to pageants
For those who never place
For those who come in second
A mistress all your life

Our lullabies will never move you to tears
The jokes'll bounce right off you

All next to pageants
For those who never place
For those who come in second
A mistress all your life

Our lullabies will never move you to tears
The jokes'll bounce right off you
Like dirty words
And anecdotes that we share've
Been told before
Our destination's still unknown


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    General Commentno comments? for shame. great great band. they put so many other bands to shame with their great melodies. this song would make the beatles jealous. actually reminds me of the brits quiet a bit. i miss beulah.
    lifeofanonionpeelon September 23, 2007   Link

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