Urthboy - Above The Canopy lyrics

You'd swap it all, swap it in a second
From bust to boom
You'd uproot it in a session
Something bigger beckons
You could have investors
More than a line of work
It's a line of living that impresses
Too refined for the wretched
Yo where's the respect
In that? No need to mention that
They'll get defensive
Where your new friends live
Nothing's too expensive
Cursed to be the subject of envy
Ya met with Saudi princes in penthouse suites
Where you joke about a run
For a senator's seat
Turnbull know as well as Berlesconi
Know it to be
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money, do as Donald Trump
Did and brother keep
It coming, keep your motor and Moey running
Pimped out steady slumming, son of a mogul
Daughter of a magnate, both agreeably noble
And you would swap it all to
Be connected with an oligarch
An army of aristocrats with their collars up
Button up in Zurich, undo 'em in Florida
Never let 'em know that you
Were once a commoner

Can it be, that you above the canopy
It's taken more than touching wood
It's all good glory bound but heavy is the
Head that wears the crown so don't look down

You'd swap it all, swap it for the jewels
Ain't I ain't talking about the trash
Around the neck of fools
Talkin' Tutankhamen and enough to
Fill up pools
When you take 'em from the tombs
You can set your own rules
You don't need a getaway with
A fleet of Bentleys
Billion dollar black holes does
Not imply it's empty
Same shit different century, triple-A reserve
Evening gowns, black tie and hor'deurves
You could swap it for the burbs, the lawn
And the letterbox
A legacy your daughter will be the heiress of
Then she'll never miss the charm
Of an arms dealer
Softened by his diamonds and chinchilla
He'll look around the hall and
Whisper that they're all killers
Make love in the master room
Of the king's villa
Become a narcissistic dame with
An insecure son
Blazer-wearing cocky little cunt
Loves the hunt the thrill of killing rabbit's
Hates his trophy wife and her heroin habit
They live in different wings of the mansion
And Let their kids run loose 'cos
They can pay off any ransom

Can it be, that you above the canopy
It's taken more than touching wood
It's all good glory bound but heavy is the
Head that wears the crown so don't look down

You'd swap it all every litre of blood
If it left you with the
Bloodline of a landowner
What wouldn't you handover?
No need to keep the coupon
On the ticket stubs
Someone else can cut the lantana
While you cut the lambada
Doesn't matter that your
Grandfather owned nothing
Now you're selling gas pipelines
To the Russians
And kissing cousins is as cool as fuck
Cos it's better than a mongrel
Better than an uncle the ear of a general
The mouth of his daughter
She giving you much better head than
The wife of the former
Stakes are increasing in tempo
Just like Zorba millionaires who get sent to
Trial cry paupers
Skate like Torvill & Dean over the system
Invitations from the queen
To Sunday Christians
You don't need to know the rules to break it
You were born to make it
Take it all the way it's automated

Wait up can it be, that you above the canopy
It's taken more than touching wood
It's all good glory bound but heavy is the
Head that wears the crown
But don't look down