You
were held in high esteem
You were respected,
Your life was on
the move,
Not misdirected,
You came to claim
your prize
No second places
Such a shame to see
you fall
Fall from your graces
You're goin' DOWN
DOWN!!
Down for the count
of ten, yeah,
You're goin' DOWN
DOWN!!
and you're never
getting up again! No No!
You had the finest
things,
Of gold and leather
Creating that exclusive
air
You had it all together
Everything was carried
out by
Your recommendation
You should learn
to take advice
You've blown your
own creation!!
CHORUS
GUITAR SOLO
Been wrong all along,
headstrong!
But I led you astray
Pack a punch, take
a hunch, do lunch, baby
Such a price to pay
Take the blame for
the rules of this game
Eyes around the table
Your match was more
than met
The last round was
fatal!!!
CHORUS.... |
