Duke Lyrics

A house of gold

Don't make it a home

In a house of gold

Them drapes are foul

You gotta great life you got it great

And I'm cheering you on

'Cause it's what you want and it's what you're sold till the price goes down

You gotta great life you got it great

Being married to the mob

Buried in your arms are the hopes that I'll be freed

From the debts that I can't pay or the payments I can't keep

But you come into my home and take whatever you fucking please

'Cause you can, yah.

It's you're house of cards

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As the house of god

The ace is foul

You gotta great life you got it great

And I'm leading you on 'cause it's what you want and it's what you're sold is the price just right?

You gotta great life you got it great

Being married to the mob

Buried in your arms are the hopes that I'll be freed

From the debts that I can't pay or the payments I can't keep

But you come into my home and take whatever you fucking please

'Cause you can, yah.

What about my home?

What about my gold?

What about my god?

You can keep your sale.