Lyrics - Ivory Stairs by Angels

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Brewster-
Neeson-
Brewster)
Blue master
Thatcher got a well laid planto make himself a singularly self-made mannew
Paris shirt,
Ives
Saint
Laurentyou got everything that you want
Cats are runnin' to your candy coloured
Chevroletcomsume and comsume and the loser has to paythe higher you climb, th deeper you gotalk about a change, nothing change so slow
Climbing up te ivory stairs, never gonna get anywhereslipping on the first step, can't get a good gripclimbing up the ivory stairs
The kid on the street with his aim to the groundall those credit card conspiracies eating flesh by the poundparlour-cum dance between the sun and the moonthey got you dancing to a gallow's tune
Climbing up te ivory stairs, never gonna get anywhereslipping on the first step, can't get a good gripclimbing up the ivory stairs
Oh no, you've found the doortoo late you found that you never got the keyoh no, in the confusiondon't turn your weary eyes on me---------------------------------------------------------------------------

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