Watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before, you discover that you'd just be one more person crying.
Now all the criminals in their suits and ties are free to drink martinis and watch the sunrise
And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead
I'm sittin' on my watch so I can be on time.
Don't follow leaders, watch your parkin' meters.
keep a clean nose, watch the plain-clothes.