A misfit who is old before his time. Poverty has turned him to crime. Boredom gives him too much time to think. He pours another drink.. . [Chorus]. A burning, bitter taste of irony.
He wields his flute with an expert hand. And then, all too soon. The dancing stops and the children stand. The piper calls the tune.. . He holds their future in his palm.
A smile for every passing car. And when they stop with door ajar. She shrugs and whispers que sera. And turns her thoughts to the pillow. Her face is etched with memories.
1st floor decide what you'll be one day. With a head full of comment and nothing to say. 2nd floor mixed up it happens that way. Soon you realize that listening don't pay.
Well the man Like General Slinger. Sa live the life you love and love the life you live. Cause what is in my hart is design to give. But special request is to all back stabber should be stuck in asieve.
Tenderly she smiles. Forgiving my mistakes. Getting her to love me. Was my biggest break. Every place I go, she's inside of me. Giving up her love unconditionally.