There's a riot inside, sound the alarms No one else may have seen it in your grey eyes But I felt it It was stardom, front page You were a success, yet a failure Your misdemeanor prevailed Media proclaimed this a terrible demise Your ship set sail, there was a fault in the engine The pieces remain still deteriorating "The hull will remain intact," preached the captain The ship was sunk but there was gold aboard They had just discovered it Media proclaimed this a terrible demise That you and I will not soon forget The pieces remain, still deteriorating I knew it was there You never did