Dejected

The winter of my life has come
Sooner than I had hoped
I sat in front of the cameras
Clearly I was soft soaped

By bimbo’s in their frilly pants
And boy bands on a roll
Those were the days when I was young
I am just a poor arse ole

I sit in this cage in this filthy zoo
The roadsters chugging by
The cadmium and the lead
Of course
Here the shit does fly

Not only am I desolate
But sad and full of shame
And sicker by the sodding day
At the thought I once had fame

Fame I have to laugh at that
The trainer took it all
The fame the money
Now ain’t that funny
And I do feel a fool