Faust's A Singer
Written: ????
Released: 2005 on 'Mr Jeays'
What if I die one day
In a car crash miles away
For my wild and reckless
speed
As a policeman asks of me
How I came to hit this tree
And I
answer 'ha very fast indeed'
What if I fade away
Tiptoeing to that
day
When I give up this mortal soul
Apologizing everyday
For still not
being on my way
To that black and gaping hole
The singer dies oh tragic loss
Who gives a damn who gives a toss
No pity
more those that remain
Those whose success you can't explain
And ask
yourselves when they go
Will the ranks of heaven grow
Or when it comes
their time to die
Will the hordes of devils cry
You wanted love we closed
their eyes
You wanted gold we struck them dumb
You wanted fame we kept
them deaf
Now pay the price your time is come
And now you're here oh Mr
Sting
You've made us proud we must admit
They gave you love
They gave
you gold
They gave you fame
And you gave them shit
What if I end my days
In an alcoholic haze
Drugged up dragged out before
my time
As the critics tedious
Claim yet another genius
Taken from us
in his prime
What if I blow my brain
Half way from here to
Spain
And overnight become more God than man
But oh the irony
Of dying
before they get to see
Just how shit I really am
The singer dies oh
tragic loss
Who gives a damn who gives a toss
No pity more those that
remain
Those whose success you can't explain
And ask yourselves when they
go
Will the ranks of heaven grow
Or when it comes their time to
die
Will the hordes of devils cry
You wanted love we closed their
eyes
You wanted gold we struck them dumb
You wanted fame we kept them
deaf
Now pay the price your time is come
And now you're here oh Miss
Morrisette
You've made us proud we must admit
They gave you love
They
gave you gold
They gave you fame
And you gave them shit
What if I meet my fate
Struggling to negociate
The pleasures of a drunken
conquest
Heading for that great beyond
Between the buttocks of a
blonde
Suffocating and distressed
What if I pass away
Before I have
a chance to pray
To a God I didn't know
Ah too late now to change my
horse
I'll stick to this infernal course
Cut me loose and watch me
go
The singer dies oh tragic loss
Who gives a damn who gives a
toss
No pity more those that remain
Those whose success you can't
explain
And ask yourselves when they go
Will the ranks of heaven
grow
Or when it comes their time to die
Will the hordes of devils
cry
You wanted love we closed their eyes
You wanted gold we struck them
dumb
You wanted fame we kept them deaf
Now pay the price your time is
come
And now you're here Mr Bonio
You've made us proud we must
admit
They gave you love
They gave you gold
They gave you fame
And
you gave them
And you gave them
And you gave them shit
© Philip Jeays ????