Zoo lion sobers up, starts to scream and shout
A little dose of home fire got him all smoothed out
Melancholy wine-soaked tenderness
She hated it here, oh, she couldn't care less
Prison yard stares and fleur-de-lis tattoos
Cannibals are saving all their bones for soup
Eating with my fingers and sucking hulls of ships
My parasite don't deserve no better than this
The Golden Rim Motor Inn
Soft water and a color TV
Ah, so consumed with the shape I'm in
Can't enjoy the luxury
The luxury
She said, "and why are you partial to that Playboy con?"
When you can see me naked any time you want?"
If I had loads of money to make me tame and sour
I could pay you to remind of my baby by the hour
Yeah, zoo lion sobers up and starts to scream and shout
A little dose of home fire got him all smoothed out
If this is where it all starts getting good
Then I'll be here waiting for you like I said I would
The Golden Rim Motor Inn
Soft water and a color TV
Oh, so consumed with the shape I'm in
I can't enjoy the luxury
The luxury
The luxury
A little dose of home fire got him all smoothed out
Melancholy wine-soaked tenderness
She hated it here, oh, she couldn't care less
Prison yard stares and fleur-de-lis tattoos
Cannibals are saving all their bones for soup
Eating with my fingers and sucking hulls of ships
My parasite don't deserve no better than this
The Golden Rim Motor Inn
Soft water and a color TV
Ah, so consumed with the shape I'm in
Can't enjoy the luxury
The luxury
She said, "and why are you partial to that Playboy con?"
When you can see me naked any time you want?"
If I had loads of money to make me tame and sour
I could pay you to remind of my baby by the hour
Yeah, zoo lion sobers up and starts to scream and shout
A little dose of home fire got him all smoothed out
If this is where it all starts getting good
Then I'll be here waiting for you like I said I would
The Golden Rim Motor Inn
Soft water and a color TV
Oh, so consumed with the shape I'm in
I can't enjoy the luxury
The luxury
The luxury
Lyrics submitted by black_cow_of_death
The Luxury Lyrics as written by Gordon Sinclair Gordon Downie
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
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"This is about a man who was sort've down on his luck. So he took to the streets shaking a banana at people, trying to convince them it was making a sound."
Amazing song. I prefer it live.