Songtext von Gentlemen's Choice

Slept in all day In dirty sheets The stain on my shirt Been there for weeks When I was young I had a dream I would be held in high esteem I thought I'd end up a gentleman Distinguished, respected, refined The life that I've led It's better unsaid The world has no use for my kind Too many years Getting my way Never let anyone Have their say How could I think it would work out? Never a question, never a doubt I thought I'd end up a gentleman Accomplished, revered and admired The life that I've led I'm better off dead The world has no room for my kind