This Lamb Sells Condos

Lyrics
No hope for the village, no hope for the village A merchant's in our midst and with a barrel fist He's coloured every surface, he's slapped up a portrait And yes, it is his own! He's gonna take your home! Have you seen our visitor? Look! Over the treetops! Newly conjured erections are making him a killing And Richmond St. is illing, so the graduates are willing To buy in to the pillage, now there's no hope for the village Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp When he was a young man, he conjured up a firemare Burnt off both his eyebrows and half a head of hair And then as an apprentice, he took a drowish mistress Who bestowed upon his youthfulness a sense of champagne chic His seduction, his seduction to the world of construction Now his mind will start to wander when he's not at his computer And his massive genitals refuse to cooperate No amount of therapy can hope to save his marriage Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp Can you hear them talking? Listen through the wall: [Background] "Nothing to do, nothing to do Living rent-free is boring me Got no use for my PE Degree Got no use for my pedigree Hedi Slimane And agnès b I'm not content I'm not content Donna Karan And Kara Saun I'm not content I'm not content" [Foreground] I feed you every morning and ask so little But you belittle all the work, all the work that I do When you take that walk without permission I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent Is that what it's about? Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth"
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Credits
- Writers
- Owen Pallett