[Verse 1]
Wake up every morning and feel out of place
Put on your face
Once more with resignation
The world won't appreciate greatness today
But there's bills to be paid
So you stumble to the station
[Pre-Chorus 1]
You're wearing your most imperceptible frown
These people are adjectives to your proper noun
As you wander the streets of this phoney old town
It's wearing you down
[Chorus]
Yet there you are
Like a dream in your favourite blue dress
Your hair is a mess, but nevertheless:
Cleopatra in Brooklyn
[Verse 2]
You casually shed poetry like your clothes
In neat little rows
On the floor of my hotel room
You never wanted to be a princess
Said you'd accept less
Holding court holed up in your bedroom
Wake up every morning and feel out of place
Put on your face
Once more with resignation
The world won't appreciate greatness today
But there's bills to be paid
So you stumble to the station
[Pre-Chorus 1]
You're wearing your most imperceptible frown
These people are adjectives to your proper noun
As you wander the streets of this phoney old town
It's wearing you down
[Chorus]
Yet there you are
Like a dream in your favourite blue dress
Your hair is a mess, but nevertheless:
Cleopatra in Brooklyn
[Verse 2]
You casually shed poetry like your clothes
In neat little rows
On the floor of my hotel room
You never wanted to be a princess
Said you'd accept less
Holding court holed up in your bedroom
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