Uptown Folks

Priests and the, the judges
Rabbis pay very well
We aren't really here 'till we've found a way
A way to die, a way to die

Talking emptiness send to the edge
Bump shots and religion
The saloon is my refuge
Uptown folks pay very well, indeed
Uptown folks pay very well, indeed

Back to the, the garden
Where the rich folks love a walk
Don't chop wood for practice
Your place is here in the world

Delirium, delirium
Maybe it's just cold outside
Crooked bones show the king's feet
Uptown folks pay very well, indeed
Uptown folks pay very well, indeed

Back to the, the garden
Back to the garden we will go
Back to the, the garden
Back to the garden we will go

Back to the, the garden
Back to the garden we will go
Back to the, the garden
Back to the garden we will go

Back to the, the garden
Back to the garden we will go
Back to the, the garden
Back to the garden we will go

Uptown folks pay very well
Uptown folks pay very well
Uptown folks pay very well
Uptown folks pay very well, indeed

Uptown folks pay very well
Uptown folks pay very well
Uptown folks, they pay very well



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Writer(s): Angus Stone, Rohin Brown
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