Albany

You still taste like Beverly Hills Oh, how cavalier I just learned that weather could kill Well, allegedly I just jumped through feathers of guilt, oh so readily Must have racked up 20 damn bills, now you're meddling Must have found some patience in real, temporarily Traded out my leather for silk, it's so heavenly Told them I could never be thrilled, now they cling to me Now they jump through puddles of Now they jump through puddles of Oooh ahhhh Oooh ahhhh Douse me in water That settles in brine Call forth them angels They'll barter some time Callous the savior that falters in shrines Pity oh pity the dyke and his rhymes Capture and ankle that's bound into twine Nourish that willow that bends over time Cantor of sinners and yesterday's crimes Witty how witty the dyke and his signs Oooh ahhhh Oooh ahhhh You still taste like Beverly Hills Oh, how cavalier I just learned that weather could kill Well, allegedly I just jumped through feathers of guilt, oh so readily Must have racked up 20 damn bills, now you're meddling Oooh ahhhh Oooh ahhhh