Hey dreambreaker, you gonna laugh   Now that you fell down?   You broke my will and stole my soul   Without even a half-ass frown      You got Coors for Sunday   You got a way with the Negro boys   Comes to steppin? on their women   Spendin? all your cash just to hear their noise      You got cool   Not even you could ever get that hip   Seems your nose started runnin? everytime   You tried to let your backbone slip      You know it ain?t right   When you?re screamin? in the morning      You got Kings at your table   They?re just a backstreet bunch of clowns   Steppin? out, have a look over   I hope I?m there to see you tumble on down