The VIP Room

If I'm gonna die, gonna die in the VIP room
Not out in the cold with the rest of the goons
If I'm gonna choke, gotta be on a silver spoon
If I'm gonna croak, not choke, gotta be on a velvet rope

If I'm eating pie, I want the best silver plate
I ain't gonna lie, I want a big slice of the cake
If I'm drinking fine champagne, then I'm drinking a lake
And if I'm, I've been eating, I want that best silver plate
Yes I am cool

I wanna be there shining
Up there with the stars
Gonna get me a sun tan
An' some big fat cigars
Gotta buy me some poon tang
With real crazy jars
I wanna be shining, up there with the stars in the VIP room
In the VIP room, check me there

If I'm gonna die, wanna die in the VIP room
Not out in the cold with the rest of the goons
If I'm gonna choke, gotta be on a silver spoon
If I'm gonna die, wanna die in the VIP room, in the VIP room
If I'm gonna die alone, help me out, wanna die in the VIP room
If I'm gonna die, gonna die in the VIP room
If I'm gonna die, gotta be on a silver spoon
If I'm gonna die, wanna die in the VIP room
If I'm gonna die, wanna die in the VIP room



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Reid, Gary Brooker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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