When you finally fall off your pedestal
Will you remember the things that you said to us all?
Will you remember the things that you said
While you were flying high?
And when you crash and burn like we all know you will
Will you repent and declare you just felt a bit ill
Because the air was getting too thin
Way up on cloud nine?
Now don't you think that it's time?
Your shelf-life expired long ago
And you'll soon fall so low
Well, low enough to join the human race
But will there still be a place?
Had no-one saved you a seat?
And is there no-one to meet?
No-one who hasn't met your type
At least ten-thousand times before?
You thought forever that you would do as you please
But now you're down on your knees
And they walk past you with ease
Sometimes stopping just to tease
You should never turn your back on those you meet
Before you make it through the door
But that advice you ignored
And now you're going to meet every single one while on your way back to the floor.