Take Your Place In The Sun

Verse 1

In the bedrooms of America
There is a spy on the wall
He has one hand on hysteria
And the other on a call

Bridge

Who wrote this mystery [ anyway ]
Who bought your silence?

The irony of ironies

Cost all your innocence

Chorus

50 Shades of Grey,
On her coffee table,
You have been waiting for this day
Ready, willing and able

Take your place

In the sun

Verse 2

In the bedrooms of America

Oh how the mighty fall

Obsessed in her erotica

This art has been restored

Middle 8

A flash of light
In the mind's eye

I sense her fight

To be free

I see her face
In the half light
She appears to be
Satisfied