We are the golden crowd, 
You know our **** don't smell 
Our every touch is
Midas's defeat.

Our simple breed 
Spins for coin
Our cold desire 
Plays the rat pack for chumps.

We agree
We are the golden crowd.

Do you feel the weight of our crowns?
We do, when we awaken,
Before we notice
The silk pillow. 

Your patent wolf claws
Curl round seductions globe .
 
We are the golden crowd 
You are the silver ambassadors
Of this gilded tomorrow
We are the golden crowd.

Don't you forget that.