Hey dreambreaker, you gonna laugh now that you fell down?
you broke my will and stole my soul, without even a half-ass frown.
You got coors for sunday, you got a way with the negro boys,
comes to steppin� on their women, spendin� all your cash just to hear their noise.
You got cool, not even you could ever get that hip,
seems your nose started runnin� everytime you tried to let your backbone slip,
you know it ain�t right when you�re screamin� in the morning...
You got kings at your table, they�re just a backstreet bunch of clowns,
steppin� out, have a look over, i hope i�m there to see you tumble on down.