Royals Lyrics - Twist Is The New Twerk - Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh 

I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies 

And I'm not proud of my address, 

In a torn-up town, no postcode envy 

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom 

Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room, 

We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. 

But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece. 

Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash. 

We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair. 

And we'll never be royals (royals). 

It don't run in our blood, 

That kind of luxe just ain't for us. 

We crave a different kind of buzz. 

Let me be your ruler (ruler), 

You can call me queen Bee 

And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule. 

Let me live that fantasy. 

[Verse 2] 

My friends and I—we've cracked the code. 

We count our dollars on the train to the party. 

And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this, 

We didn't come for money. 

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom. 

Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room, 

We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. 

But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece. 

Jet planes, oh, tigers on a gold leash 

We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair 

And we'll never be royals (royals). 

It don't run in our blood 

That kind of luxe just ain't for us. 

We crave a different kind of buzz. 

Let me be your ruler (ruler), 

You can call me queen Bee 

And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule. 

Let me live that fantasy. 

Ooh ooh oh 

We're bigger than we ever dreamed, 

And we'll never be royals (royals). 

It don't run in our blood 

That kind of luxe just ain't for us. 

We crave a different kind of buzz 

Let me be your ruler (ruler), 

You can call me queen Bee 

And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule