Текст песни
Rumour has it that you got a well-laid plan
To make yourself a singularly self-made man
Imported shirts from Yves St. Laurent
You got everything that you want
Caught you running to your candy-coloured Chevrolet
Consumer consumed, and the loser had to pay
The higher you climb, the deeper you go
Talk about a change, nothing changed so slow
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Never gonna get anywhere
Slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Any kid on the street with his ear to the ground
Knows credit card conspiracy and flesh by the pound
Harlequin dancin' 'tween the sun and the moon
They got you dancing to a gallows tune
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Never gonna get anywhere
Slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
Climbing up the ivory stairs
They got you climbing up the ivory stairs
Never gonna get anywhere
Slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Oh no, you found the door
Too late, you found that you never got the key
Oh no, in your confusion
Don't turn your weary eyes on me
Harlequin dancin' 'tween the sun and the moon
They got you dancing to a gallows tune
Tell me what happened to your well-laid plan
To make yourself a singularly self-made man
Got you running to your candy-coloured Chevrolet
Consumer consumed, and the loser has to pay
The higher you climb, deeper you go
Talk about a change, nothing changed so slow
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Never gonna get anywhere
Slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Never gonna get anywhere
Slipping on the first step, can't get a good grip
Climbing up the ivory stairs
Ivory Stairs
Climbing up the ivory stairs