From the recording Red Carpet
Lyrics
Thank the demon for this day's rotation and the axis on which it stands.
Stumble, stumble, stumble. Champagne. We tread inertia. We tread classy.
Liquid is our reward. I am clean-- body to body, let's taste the spoils of
our flesh. I am clean now. You can drink off me. This room just got more viscous.