Elegant and Sophisticated Songtext
von Harlem

I don′t believe in the Beatles
I just know that Paul is dead
And you've saved me at my lowest point
And I can′t forgive you for that

Hold up today's newspaper
Let you know I'm alone
My body may be soft but
My heart has grown cold

Well, what do you feed your babies?
Do you feed them leaves from tops of trees?
Or are you a born shopper
With exquisite taste?

Hold up today′s newspaper
Let you know I′m alone
My body may be soft but
My heart has grown cold


Hold up today's newspaper
Let me know that you′re fine
Elegant and sophisticated
You once were mine

You broke a wine glass
I broke one too
Everything was red
But we were feeling blue
You broke a wine glass
I broke one too
Everything was red
But we were feeling blue
You broke a wine glass
I broke one too
Everything was red
But we were feeling blue
You broke a wine glass
I broke one too
Everything was red
But we were feeling blue


And as I stare into the abyss
Waiting for a text
All I see is green ash and lines
And I know there is no God
But good timing exists
And I wanna be with you tonight