Long fat green, love what you do, so young must be nice. Roll first class, limousine drool, packed house every night. . Hey rock star, got a cold beer? Sure you don't mind do you?.
Once round outside and check the door. Only thing he came here lookin' for. One man wasting another man. One hand washes the other hand. Born traitor, soul fader.
Clear on the road tonight. Headlamps shine on the one-way signs. I try to clear my head. Of thoughts better left unsaid. Runnin' down an old elusive high.