Never saw
your drivers eyes
Or me on parking street
We were planning
your demise
Your chauffeurзЈ— tired
But your still on heat
Downtoen,
youзЈ–e burning down
IзЈЋ 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
YouзЈ–e standing down...
Never thought
IзЈЂ see the day
When your pale face
turned grey
Got no guts, got no fame
Your epitaph
Sorely missed
Your unfaithful slave
