Gentlemen's Choice - Eels

Slept in all day

In dirty sheets

The stain on my shirt

Been there for weeks

When I was young I had a dream

I would be held in high esteem

I thought I’d end up a gentleman

Distinguished, respected, refined

The life that I’ve led

It’s better unsaid

The world has no use for my kind

Too many years

Getting my way

Never let anyone

Have their say

How could I think it would work out?

Never a question, never a doubt

I thought I’d end up a gentleman

Accomplished, revered and admired

The life that I’ve led

I’m better off dead

The world has no room for my kind