Lyrics All Tomorrow's Parties - Kleptomania

KLEPTOMANIA
(Tikhonov)

Friend's not a friend
When it comes to money, honey
"Lord gives and forgives
Human gets and forgets"
I guess I heard it before
And you're shaming like a little boy
Standing in the middle of the room
When he counts his dough

K, L, E, P, T, O, M, A, N, I, A

When you got some peanuts in your pocket
And you make your way into the market
Sweet tales they're trying to tell you
Sweet tales they're trying to tell you
Something's goin' wrong and you don't know
Say hello to Mr. President. It's not your
Fault! Fault! Fault!

Friend's not a friend
When it comes to money, honey
"Lord gives and forgives
Human gets and forgets"
And you're shaming like a little boy
Standing in the middle of the room
When he counts his dough
And you're shaming like a little boy
Standing in the middle of the room
When he counts his dough

No more mo-ney
Klep-to-ma-nia
Klep-to-ma-nia

When you got some peanuts in your pocket
And you make your way into the market
Sweet tales they're trying to tell you
Sweet tales they're trying to tell you
Something's goin' wrong and you don't know
Say hello to Mr. President. It's not your
Fault!

(Our daddy walks in golden slippers
He swims in gold)