You and I have to get out of Stephan's way   You and I have to make it home every day      Sneaker souls - they will remember Stephan's name,   Drawn in gold until the beating of the rain,   Washed away - and then we used to call it fame      You and me, the things we climb   The acid test   Is getting down...      You and I have to get out of Stephan's way   Is he louder each time he comes out to play?      (God you think you're fine...)   (God your looks are wasted...)   (God I think your mess is   better hewn than mine)