Royalty and people like thee
We just don't like to mix it with you all
But we're above all that
You throw nails in the road
Will require a measure of tact
And the aristocrat
You throw nails in the road
It's a cultural fact
Yeah, yeah
My patience has worn thin
This is a sticky situation
Everybody grab a mop
Every time I try to get close to you
Every time I try to get close to you
Well look what floats on top
Well there's class and then there's class
My patience has worn thin
Every time I try to get close to you
You wanna further your position
Should queue up in the rear
On top
The butcher and the baker and the thief and the witch
This is a clean up job
My tyres are gonna explode
My patience has worn thin
Yeah, yeah
My tyres are gonna explode
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My tyres are gonna explode
