Valet Parking - The Auteurs

Never saw

your drivers eyes

Or me on parking street

We were planning

your demise

Your chauffeurЈ— tired

But your still on heat

Downtoen,

youЈ-e burning down

IЈЋ sick of parking cars…

There are only-

two people here

Who are worthy

Of your pool

and your place

So stand down now

Stand down

YouЈ-e standing down…

Never thought

IЈЂ see the day

When your pale face

turned grey

Got no guts, got no fame

Your epitaph

Sorely missed

Your unfaithful slave