(Used to be..)
Where do you think he's gone
That skinny boy in jeans
With some fantastic dreams
He leapt from song to song
And as he danced all night
Vivacious and polite
His face was always feared by those he engineered
To grin from ear to ear......
Now it's a joke, as I up periscope
I can see how the land used to lie
The world will float, then sink again like
You know I didn't have to try
To find how things looked in your paradise.
Where do you think he went
The one who thought he was the one nailed
to the cross
His personal fame was spent on custom-made
And big black shiny cars
When all he owned was great
And it went down on the slate that
All he did was break people's hearts ....
Oh, why do you think he's done
This bright angelic youth
Who grew long in the tooth
He's talked to everyone about the things
Now he's picked up the pen
To write it down again
Smiling brightly with the flame and you
went by name
As a friend...