Vanderbuyst Lecherous
Your face is painted on canvas Bentley on the drive Ocean-view penthouse Diamonds for the wife
You got everything money can buy You take what you want with a laugh and a lie There is a thorn in your flesh Your daughter's lecherous
Your picture is in the paper Charity work for the poor Professor of the innocent On Sundays you praise the Lord
Running for governor since the day you were born Your dream is waning, you loose control There is a thorn in your flesh Your daughter's lecherous
