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