You walked into the party
Like you were walking onto a yacht (Carly Simon)
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? (Bob Dylan)
When you’re fixing your make-up
You know you take too long
And when you mix me a drink up
You know you mix it too strong (Joe Jackson, Mad at You)
You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you breach
Screw my brain till it hurts
You’ve taken all my money, and you want more (Queen, Death on Two Legs)
You’ve got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend
When I was down you just stood there grinnin’
You’ve got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on the side that’s winnin’
You’ve been a’messin’ where you shouldn’t ‘ve been a’messin’
You keep lyin’ when you oughta be truthin’
You keep playin’ where you shouldn’t be playin’
(Nancy Sinatra, who after being treated like shite is a gonna step on your toes)
Why do you build me up (Build me up)
Buttercup, baby
Just to let me down? (Let me down)
And mess me around
And then, worst of all (Worst of all)
You never call, baby
When you say you will (Say you will)
Yesterday you
Broke my watch and
Drank my scotch and
Used my razor,
Burnt my blazer,
Incidentally
Wrecked my Bentley,
Then as I bled, you said,
“Sorry 'bout that.”
How do you sleep?
How do you last the night and keep the dogs at bay?
How do you feel when you close your eyes and try and drift away?
Does it feel any better now?
Does it mean anymore when the angel of death
Comes knock-knocking and banging at your door?
(How do you sleep by Stone Roses, the bad things are never actually specified, but they must have been very bad*)
Actually IIRC this was aimed at former management, so probably involved ripping off the Stone Roses.