Sangtekst: Pro-pain. Foul Taste Of Freedom. Picture This.

he wakes up early to watch regis at nine

his summer clothes are of the finest design

his ethnic maid will serve him breakfast in bed

he likes to travel but lives at club med



i've got:

pain and problems on my mind


you see i'm wasting time
i've past my prime



see the world unwind
take these eyes and leave me blind


life isn't kind - can you picture this?


he's got six cars and had seven wives

who shared the greed with him all of their lives
life is a peach but sometimes it's the pits


while on top of cash mountain he sits