[bad word] about my taste [bad word] about my wealth
The thing about St Petersburg I was never there myself
So C'mon Yeah C'mon
Anastasia cried all night, but I couldnt save myself
So C'mon Yeah C'mon

I appreciate your courtesy, your well earned politesse
But you got yourself into your own mess
You know the demons in the design
good idea at the time
Yeah seemed like a good idea at time
Yeah seemed like a good idea at time

Now how it all went down, auto Pilate knows
All I ever asked of him was when the bars were closed
So c'mon, Yeah C'mon

I appreciate your courtesy, your well earned *politesse*
But you got yourself into your own mess
You know the demons in the design
good idea at the time
Yeah seemed like a good idea at time
Yeah seemed like a good idea at time

Now what you gonna do about it?
 [bad word] about my taste [bad word] about my wealth
But you dont need no help from me, you'll yourself to waste
So C'mon Yeah C'mon

Seemed like a good idea at time
Yeah seemed like a good idea at time