Sugar Champagne - Victorian Halls

Champagne tongue, smoked out lungs

Prada kisses on your 1 a.m.

Creepy crawls, slipped iron velvet glove

Blushed cheeks, expense it to the club

These London bridges are falling down

All that sugar and champagne keeps me awake

I took my doe to the woods to sing a river song

Dressed her in all these pearls

Asked her to play along

Sean, what do you want from me

I’m covered in silk and bills gold light, what does it mean?

My London bridges are coming down with skeleton wire

And if you see my doe with a smile on her face

In the chalk white quintessence I could taste

All that sugar and champagne keeps me awake