Lyrics:
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real big spender,
Good looking, so refined.
Say wouldn't you like
Call it what you want
To me it don't matter
It's where I belong
It's a matter of distinction
A real fine line
Between an orgy of destruction
The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of
Distinction,
A real big spender,
Good looking, so refined,
So wouldn't you
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction, a real big spender
Good looking, so refined
Say, wouldn't you like
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction
A real big spender
Good looking, so refined
Say wouldn't you like
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
I think that I shall never be an artist of celebrity
For I possess no quality remotely nearing brilliance.
I do not smoke
I do not drink as if
of love soon neglected
Lay dying in the strength of its impurity
Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together
They've all gone and left each other
of love soon neglected
Lay dying in the strength of its impurity
Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together
They've all gone and left each other
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction
A real big spender
Good lookin' so refined
Say, wouldn't you
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction
A real big spender
Good lookin' so refined
Say, wouldn't you
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction
A real big spender
Good lookin' so refined
Say, wouldn't you
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
Xana-dos and xana-don'ts
Let you mock and then copulate me
a dirty trick and it's making me sick (Urgh!)
(You okay?) I'm fine
Laughter is my friend
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction.
A real big spender,
Good lookin', so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
There are ones more worthy than I can be counted on
They are ones provoked to confound distinction
Good and wrong
My saying too much on the side
If
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
and weeeeeeeeed
I can't sleep cause my
Head's on the ceiling
All the Delsym
Wash away my feelings, alright!
My distinction
My distinction
(Who's distinction?) My
I helped my good friend's brother
Out of trouble when he was in jail
I was flush 'cause I got lucky
Paid his lawyer and I paid his bail
Glad
I had a dream
It was not very nice
Drowning in a pool of blood
I could not think twice
Obvious distinctions came before
Obvious distinctions came
Reality?
Distinction? Satisfaction?
We love it when you feed us shit
We're so stuck in our dreamworld
Let's forget all your problems
And get into
.jpg/225px-Shirley_Bassey_(1971).jpg "Big Spender by Shirley Bassey")
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