Slept in all day In dirty sheets The stain on my shirt Been there for weeks
When I was young I had a dream I would be held in high esteem I thought I'd end up a gentleman Distinguished, respected, refined
The life that I've led It's better unsaid The world has no use for my kind
Too many years Getting my way Never let anyone Have their say
How could I think it would work out? Never a question, never a doubt
I thought I'd end up a gentleman Accomplished, revered and admired
The life that I've led I'm better off dead The world has no room for my kindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
