You stupid thing, you meant everything you said The ironies are flying right overhead You risked my trust for the worst sucker bets Your closest friend is the latest you've met Well now how can you think that the best is ahead When the last is warm to the touch I used to think that the stars wouldn't lie But tell me how will you stand without your carbonated crutch? I hope you're happy now Because the fortune's a lie You'll choke on the bone Of everything you deny Look around you now At the fortune you hold The price will be paid When you're standing alone You walk the streets and covet all you see When I stood so close that you never saw me You've copped all your shit and you call it your art You think with your dick but say it comes from the heart You sold out everything to move up on a hill And live among everything that you hate I gotta admit you had me tapping my foot But then it sounded pretty good in 1978