Never saw

your drivers eyes

Or me on parking street

We were planning

your demise

Your chauffeur磗 tired

But your still on heat

Downtoen,

you磖e burning down

I磎 sick of parking cars...

There are only-

two people here

Who are worthy 

Of your pool

and your place

So stand down now

Stand down

You磖e standing down...



Never thought 

I磀 see the day

When your pale face

turned grey

Got no guts, got no fame

Your epitaph

Sorely missed

Your unfaithful slave