He had a stroke at the age of 24   It could have been a brilliant career   Painting lines in a school that was too well known   Painting lines with a friend who had gone before   She challenged everyone to a fight   But the people all backed down   And they ran her out of town   Cause she drank and swore and spoke   Out of turn, she was the village's joke      She had a stroke at the age of 24   It could have been a brilliant career   Getting clients to finance her strategies   She's filling time in on Safeways on Saturday   She wears the clothes of an emperor   But her paintings are a sham   And they're going for a grand   When the dealers come to view   Do they ever see the real you?      He had a stroke at the age of 24   It could have been a brilliant career   Selling lies to the boys with the old Dansettes   Pulling the wool, playing the fool, it's no wonder that   He is dribbling spit tonight   And the one he sent away   Was the only one who stayed   With a spoon and a decent book   You can tell by the way she looks he is sorry and resigned   As he wets himself for the final time