You could have wasted yourself in a plane in the air
But lead poisoning from your daddy to me just didn't seem fair [bad word] the crime of taking your time
You're laughing we're carving
Your name in a tree for the kids to see
We hear ya, we fear your ecstasy
You paid the penalty
You could have wasted away on the floor of a hotel room
With the hand of a working girl to lead you into your tomb [bad word] the crime of taking your time
You're laughing we're carving
Your name in a tree for the kids to see
We hear ya, we fear your ecstasy
You paid the penalty
You could have hung your hat on a pretender's lust for fame
But you refused to lay it down
It took your old man to live in shame
 [bad word] the crime of taking your time
You're laughing we're carving
Your name in a tree for the kids to see
We hear ya, we fear your ecstasy
You paid the penalty