Silver

Words: Cornel Lazar
Music: Serene
© 2012 SereneWorld Publishing


Rich bitch bought your kitsch with daddy’s money
We crown the Queen of Novelty

Yes you, the one wearing daddy’s dough
Should’ve left your heirs and bracelets at home

It girl pretender!
Careless spender!
No soul in her
She sold it for silver

Your feet don’t touch the ground of our filthy streets
You slosh champagne, hail black taxis

You fill your head with big ideas
Should’ve filled that space between your ears

It girl pretender!
Careless spender!
No soul in her
She sold it for silver

(Spoken)
Rich bitch bought your kitsch with daddy’s money
We crown the Queen of Novelty

Yes you, the one wearing daddy’s dough
Should’ve left your heirs and bracelets at home!