He was a light star

Tripping on a high wire

Bulldog stubborn, born uneven

A classless creature, a man for all seasons

But don't bet them

They can't take him

To the very bottom

Because they made him and they'll waste him

And I don't believe that I want to watch them



'Cause the fifties shifted out of gear

He was an idol then, now he's an idol here

But his face has changed, he's not the same no more

And I have to say that I like the way his music sounded before



He was tight-assed

Walking on broken glass

Highly prized in the wallet size

The number one crush in a schoolgirl's eyes

But don't pretend that it won't end

In the depth of your despair

You went from lame suits right down to tennis shoes

To peanuts from the lion's share

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