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Crue Motley - Living Is A Luxury Lyrics




They're cooking up a storm

In Hell's Kitchen tonight

And the main course could be you

Or try your hand at an Eastside stand

Dashin' slashes in a crazy human zoo

The girls shine like diamonds

In the cold steel of the night

With cash in hand you'd better understand



If you want it you can get it any day or night

(Pre Chorus)

So if you turn around

And tell me to go to hell

I'd say I know that place to well



(Chorus)

Where living is a luxury

There's a bad moon rising in the underground

Living is a luxury

Another drive-by nightmare

In this lonely town



When your blood runs cold

And your soul's on ice

Gotta run from the shadows

Of the night

The secrets told with the back alley show

It's a cold sweat, loose bet

Skin tight

Sloe gin is a fast-pace sin

In this hell below your feet

A blue sky day seems so

Far away, with another chalk

Mark on this crazy street



(Pre-Chorus)



And if you close your eyes to see

You better take a look at me

Ya



(Chorus
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They're cooking up a storm

In Hell's Kitchen tonight

And the main course could be you

Or try your hand at an Eastside stand

Dashin' slashes in a crazy human zoo

The girls shine like diamonds

In the cold steel of the night

With cash in hand you'd better understand



If you want it you can get it any day or night

(Pre Chorus)

So if you turn around

And tell me to go to hell

I'd say I know that place to well



(Chorus)

Where living is a luxury

There's a bad moon rising in the underground

Living is a luxury

Another drive-by nightmare

In this lonely town



When your blood runs cold

And your soul's on ice

Gotta run from the shadows

Of the night

The secrets told with the back alley show

It's a cold sweat, loose bet

Skin tight

Sloe gin is a fast-pace sin

In this hell below your feet

A blue sky day seems so

Far away, with another chalk

Mark on this crazy street



(Pre-Chorus)



And if you close your eyes to see

You better take a look at me

Ya



(Chorus
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