Tekst piosenki
(In the Grande Style)Look at you You disgust me Giving me no more respect Than the images on your TVWell, I have a wish for you Yes, I have a wish for you May all your mornings be bright And may all your wool stockings fit a little too tight May alarms that sounds on the cars around town Their owners never be found Your palate is dry Your tongue is green Thats me in your head Telling you to stay off my scene Youre drunk And I suppose thats your excuse But really,Im not the anchor of the ten oclock news A toast to you My inappropriate friends Godspeed to the bathroom tiles Your umbridled ignorance truly offends Its a drinking song in the grande style.
