Little Johnny turns from yellow to blue
But it happens again, not to him but to you

You do it better; He does it bigger
Look down this barrel as she pulls my trigger

You only read the paper for my obituary

Saphires to gold dust
Rubies are your lust
Diamonds and rust
Apprehension or trust?
Blunder or bust,
Blunder or bust?
Blunder or bust.