Champagne Year - St. Vincent

So I thought I’d learned my lesson

But I secretly expected

A choir at the shore

And confetti through the fallen air

I make a living telling people what they want to hear

It’s not a killing, but it’s enough to keep the cobwebs clear

Cause it’s not a perfect plan

It’s not a perfect plan

But it’s the one we’ve got

It’s not a perfect plan

But it’s the one we’ve got

Cause I make a living telling people what they want to hear

And boy, I tell ya, it’s gonna be a champagne year