Текст: Channel 3. CH3. The Fortune Is A Lie.

You stupid thing, you meant everything you said
The ironies are flying right overhead
You risked my trust for the worst sucker bets
Your closest friend is the latest you've met

Well now how can you think that the best is ahead
When the last bridge is warm to the touch
I used to think that the stars wouldn't lie
But tell me how will you stand without your carbonated crutch?

I hope you're happy now
Because the fortune's a lie
You'll choke on the bone
Of everything you deny
Look around you now
At the fortune you hold
The price will be paid
When you're standing alone

You walk the streets and covet all you see
When I stood so close that you never saw me
You've copped all your shit and you call it your art
You think with your dick but say it comes from the heart

You sold out everything to move up on a hill
And live among everything that you hate
I gotta admit you had me tapping my foot
But then it sounded pretty good in 1978