Lyrics

How do you do?
So nice to meet you
What can you do for me?

Have you got some big ideas?
I can call my own
A one way ticket to the top
Don?t you agree?

I?m climbing high, right over you
It?s every man for him self
Step aside I?m coming through

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
So long suckers

I think they know
The secrets out
The shits about to hit the fan

Time to move along
Time to take my leave
I?m on to bigger, better things
Yes I am

I?ve got a stunning track record littered with success
There?ll always be a scapegoat, if you wanna do your best

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

You don?t look so good
Are you sure you feel alright?
You?re a little green around the gills
Like you?ve had a heavy night

Because I?m climbing high, on to the next big thing
Toady up and kiss some butt
It?s good to be the king

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye


© Stephen Martin 2006.