Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette.

Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic.

What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget.



That's one more time around. The sun is going down.

The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting.

Putting people down. He's pissing. He's living a day he'll soon forget.



Counts his money every morning. The only thing that keeps him horny.

Locked in a giant house that's alarming.

The townsfolk they all laugh.



Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent.

Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get.

And it's fitting. He's barley living a day he'll soon forget.



That's one more time around and there is not a sound.

He's lying dead clutching Benjamins. Never put the money down.

He's stiffening. We're all whistling a man we'll soon forget.