The City's Finest

Operetta VII

The City's Finest


Stitch, sew, stitch slave.  I will be your early grave.
Lock it up and teach it manners haha thats so ironic
Mix that tonic with ungodly cleanliness.
You can keep a house like nothing else be proud, be proud.

And sing me la la Im proud Im proud.
And sing me la la Im proud Im proud.

Im your wings in novacane.  Im the scent that makes you
Burning up?  Had enough?
Enough is enough when I say enough.

Take a picture, Im sure it will last longer than you.
Take your favorite frame, now if we could just combine the two.
Hang it on a well deserved nail in the basement
With the spotless pavement so the company can laugh with me like haha.

*The choir sings*

Im your wings in novacane.  Im the scent that makes you
Burning up?  Had enough?
Enough is enough when I say enough.

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