Dress Rehearsal Rag Art Of Time Ensemble (Ft. Sarah Slean)

Four o'clock in the afternoon
And I didn't feel like very much
I said to myself, "Where are you golden boy
Where's your famous golden touch?"

I thought you knew where all of the elephants lie down
I thought you were the crown prince of all the wheels in Ivory Town

Just take a look at your body now
There's nothing much to save
And a bitter voice in the mirror cries
"Hey, Prince, you need a shave"

Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave
Why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor bladе

That's right, it's come to this
Yes it's come to this
And wasn't it a long way down
Wasn't it a strangе way down

There's no hot water
And the cold is running thin
Well, what do you expect
With the kind of places you've been living in
Don't drink from that cup it's all caked and cracked along the rim