Testo Valet Parking The Auteurs
your demise
Your chauffeurç£â tired
But your still on heat
Downtoen,
youç£âe burning down
Iç£Å½ 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
Youç£âe standing down...
Never thought
Iç£â¬ see the day
When your pale face
turned grey
Got no guts, got no fame
Your epitaph
Sorely missed
Your unfaithful slave