My lawyer disappeared about a week ago
The secretary of state is blackmailing me
My wife ran away with a woman from Leningrad
And I really have to pee
My prisoner has escaped
The police sirens are getting louder
Their dogs are surely onto my scent by now
And I just ripped my favorite trousers
Now I watch my chateau burn to the ground
Spotlights shine down from helicopters overhead
I'm bleeding from a gunshot wound to the chest
It’s a wonder I’m not dead
But as I jump into the boat, I whisper to myself...
"Everything is going according to my plan."
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