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