Little Johnny turns from yellow to blue
But it happens again, not to him but to you
You do it better; He does it bigger
Look down this barrel as she pulls my trigger
They write it down to record history
You only read the paper for my obituary
Saphires to gold dust
Rubies are your lust
Diamonds and rust
Apprehension or trust?
Blunder or bust,
Blunder or bust?
Blunder or bust.