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 bourgeoisie are bubbling around

But they can't touch my sweet asylum

They'll put me on the first life boat 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

La la la I want more

La la and I'll get what I came for

La la la I want more

I wanna get high and never come down

Mountains of white and music so loud

I wanna die with jewels in my crown

When the ship goes down

When the ship goes down

When the ship goes down