What if I die one day In a car crash miles away For my wild and reckless
speed As a policeman asks of me How I came to hit this tree And I
answer 'ha very fast indeed'
What if I fade away Tiptoeing to that
day When I give up this mortal soul Apologizing everyday For still not
being on my way To that black and gaping hole
The singer dies oh tragic loss Who gives a damn who gives a toss No pity
more those that remain Those whose success you can't explain And ask
yourselves when they go Will the ranks of heaven grow Or when it comes
their time to die Will the hordes of devils cry You wanted love we closed
their eyes You wanted gold we struck them dumb You wanted fame we kept
them deaf Now pay the price your time is come And now you're here oh Mr
Sting You've made us proud we must admit They gave you love They gave
you gold They gave you fame And you gave them shit
What if I end my days In an alcoholic haze Drugged up dragged out before
my time As the critics tedious Claim yet another genius Taken from us
in his prime
What if I blow my brain Half way from here to
Spain And overnight become more God than man But oh the irony Of dying
before they get to see Just how shit I really am
The singer dies oh
tragic loss Who gives a damn who gives a toss No pity more those that
remain Those whose success you can't explain And ask yourselves when they
go Will the ranks of heaven grow Or when it comes their time to
die Will the hordes of devils cry You wanted love we closed their
eyes You wanted gold we struck them dumb You wanted fame we kept them
deaf Now pay the price your time is come And now you're here oh Miss
Morrisette You've made us proud we must admit They gave you love They
gave you gold They gave you fame And you gave them shit
What if I meet my fate Struggling to negociate The pleasures of a drunken
conquest Heading for that great beyond Between the buttocks of a
blonde Suffocating and distressed
What if I pass away Before I have
a chance to pray To a God I didn't know Ah too late now to change my
horse I'll stick to this infernal course Cut me loose and watch me
go
The singer dies oh tragic loss Who gives a damn who gives a
toss No pity more those that remain Those whose success you can't
explain And ask yourselves when they go Will the ranks of heaven
grow Or when it comes their time to die Will the hordes of devils
cry You wanted love we closed their eyes You wanted gold we struck them
dumb You wanted fame we kept them deaf Now pay the price your time is
come And now you're here Mr Bonio You've made us proud we must
admit They gave you love They gave you gold They gave you fame And
you gave them And you gave them And you gave them shit