I hear Monaco has lost its style Saint-Tropez ain't what it used to be Let's not talk about Capri Let's not talk about Capri Ah the season Rubbing shoulders with the tops and tails Champagne caviar and cream teas And all the crimes against humanity But there'll always be a flask of tea For you and me Somewhere by the sea That's all we'll ever need Saint Moritz has lost its glitz Verbier's so yesterday And Aspen's just a shadow Of the place that it once was The Biennale is under water Cruise ship tsunami There ain't no way to stop the slaughter It's globalized Mediocrity But there'll always be a flask of tea For you and me Somewhere by the sea That's all we'll ever need Yeah I hear Monaco has lost its style And Saint-Tropez ain't what it used to be Let's not talk about Capri Let's not talk about Capri