Never saw
your drivers eyes
Or me on parking street
We were planning

your demise
Your chauffeur磔 tired
But your still on heat
Downtoen,
you磓e burning down
I� 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磓e standing down...

Never thought
Iç£'‚¬ see the day
When your pale face
turned grey
Got no guts, got no fame
Your epitaph
Sorely missed
Your unfaithful slave