Dark Side of the Silver Spoon

Self-assured, she strikes a pose, a deadly silhouette

Sits behind a cloud of smoke and lights a cigarette

A smoky cabaret with nights of sins and no regret

Lights go down, spotlight, now cue the quartet

I look around the room, sterilize the nagging noose

Elegantly dressed, human trash in baby blue

We're taken to the floor and dancing to the lovely tunes

Tip your top hats, raise your glass, 'cause here's to you

Poor me, poor you, we can't afford the life we choose

Big dreams, small shoes, got nothing else left to lose

Same me, same you, until the drugs start doing you

Poor me, poor you, the dark side of the silver spoon

The men in suits gather 'round a secret rendezvous

Taking off their rings, their finger sings a different tune

A velvet curtain hide the sound of guilt in secret rooms

Unfaithful night, housewife, she can smell the perfume

Poor me, poor you, we can't afford the life we choose

Big dreams, small shoes, got nothing else left to lose

Same me, same you, until the drugs start doing you

Poor me, poor you, the dark side of the silver spoon

Ooh, all of my suits, are ripped up and used

They'll never fit the same way again

Ooh, all the lawsuits, they take all my loot

They'll never get it back again, oh

Tell me the truth, when did the drugs start doing you?

You, ooh-ooh

Poor me, poor you, and maybe one more drink or two

Big dreams, small shoes, got nothing else left to lose

Same me, same you, until the drugs start doing you

Poor me, poor you, the dark side of the silver spoon

The dark side of the silver spoon