Born Sugar

Oh boy, I'm feeling great The air evaporates Into the English blue Out where the money speaks Into your ear so sweet It's like you're pulled to it The coast elaborates, oh You're not sailing straight This yacht's in need of a crew Out where the money sleeps The air so honey sweet You'll take a lick of the spoon You say that you're sick of the stress So you're leaving here on Monday Moving to the country Blue skies, rolling ahead And the birds are always singing Out for for easy living You're in the money seats Egyptian cotton sheets You know they pay for this view The Golden Watch Brigade Don't ever watch the game Oh, no they're waiting Beyond the electric gates The houses stand so straight And gardens roll out on cue Back in the valley there oh, with all your money and friends Summer cuts you right through You say that you're sick of the stress So you're leaving here on Monday Moving to the country Fresh air and a four-poster bed And the birds are always singing Out for easy living Red racing car Oh, raise the bar Roll top, roll on through Red racing car Your ma' and pa' You know, you know, you know they're proud of you Oh, you say that you're sick of the stress So you're leaving here on Monday Moving to the country Blue skies, rolling ahead and the birds Are always singing out for easy living Boo-hoo, you're not feeling your best So you're leaving here on Monday Moving to the country Blue skies rolling ahead and the birds Are always singing out for easy living