The Angels

The Angels - Ivory Stairs lyrics

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Blue master Thatcher got a well laid plan
to make himself a singularly self-made man
new Paris shirt, Ives Saint Laurent
you got everything that you want

Cats are runnin' to your candy coloured Chevrolet
comsume and comsume and the loser has to pay
the higher you climb, th deeper you go
talk about a change, nothing change so slow

Climbing up te ivory stairs, never gonna get anywhere
slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
climbing up the ivory stairs

The kid on the street with his aim to the ground
all those credit card conspiracies eating flesh by the pound
parlour-cum dance between the sun and the moon
they got you dancing to a gallow's tune

Climbing up te ivory stairs, never gonna get anywhere
slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
climbing up the ivory stairs

Oh no, you've found the door
too late you found that you never got the key
oh no, in the confusion
don't turn your weary eyes on me
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: J. Albert & Son Pty. Ltd.

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Released in: 1979

Language: English

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