This room took on a wild plate At least it's Sunday Better head down to St. Petersburg Little bud, move it on your way Temptation, it all hit me I felt an improximity all the way home There's death in the city Just thought that could be wrong Nation locked in, Inca was out at sea But I'm a man in the crowd Still kinda pissed upon myself Something lost, I was too proud How much is that wealth? Love, love, I keep this free Elsa clams, national walls Lizzy draws the world Brenda with drag queens and gleams Drinking a drink, it's all hell Isabel tempted people under a magic tree I'm lost, still I'm lost Go through it, it's all me Even until I met Madonna at three She made the devil go It's all filled with your jealousy She made the devil go It's all filled with your jealousy I'm lost, still I'm lost Go through it, it's all me Even until I met Madonna at three She made the devil go It's all filled with your jealousy I'm lost, still I'm lost Go through it, it's all me Go through it, it's all me Go through it, it's all me