You moved in

to my hotel

You could have done better

But Oh Well





I tapped your phones

I read your mail

We split the rent

But you couldn't

Make the bail...

(Make the bail)





Now you never listened

to the fables

You just danced to the symphony

Of the musical sound of

Your ever expanding sea

(Ever expanding sea)





And now with your hair

Turning so white

You live in your car

and drive

Drive all night.

And you think about J.D.

And why he had to leave

Kneeling in some bunker

Wiping his nose

On his sleeve





And I hope you don't mind

If I grab your private life

Slap it on the table

And split it

With a knife