I wanna live in a better part of town
Over the park in a bed of garlands
With an ivory banister I can slide down

And a man outside that I call Simon

I wanna fall asleep in a cashmere nightgown

When the ship goes down

I wanna live in a better part of town

Where I don't have to hide my diamonds
The bourgeois are bubbling around
But they can't touch my sweet asylum


They'll put me on the first lifeboat out
When the ship goes down

When the ship goes down

We deserve a chauffeur in our car

Black truffle loaded with caviar
White gloves to open up every door
Life is short, let's get what we came for

Ah la, I want more
Ah la, I'll get what I came for
Ah la, I want more


I wanna get high and never come down
Mountains of white and music so loud

I want to die with jewels in my crown
When the ship goes down
When the ship goes down

When the ship goes down