Valet Parking

Never saw
your drivers eyes
Or me on parking street
We were planning
your demise
Your chauffeurЈ— tired
But your still on heat
Downtoen,
youЈ-e burning down
IЈЋ 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
YouЈ-e standing down…
Never thought
IЈЂ see the day
When your pale face
turned grey
Got no guts, got no fame
Your epitaph
Sorely missed
Your unfaithful slave