Sayer It was the opening night of a Rock 'n Roll travelling show And they all were there, I mean the faces everybody knows As the long limbed beauty left the long black limousine The floor was wet as if the devil had prepared the scene A high heel cracks and over she goes We got away with it, they'll never catch us anyway We had the best of it, kids today well they just don't know… Hey you remember him, he was the face of '78 He drove a pink sports car straight through his manager's gate Yeah the alarms went off, but just a little bit too late As his tyres dug deeper through the lawns of the great estate He drove into the pool and he couldn't escape, no He got away with it, frogmen and cranes raised his legend high They made a song of it, feed the fish to close – you die You gotta go for it, someone will always tell you no Fly in the face of it, showbiz folks always put on a show… Living the high life – big time Living outside the law Living the bright light – high time – that's what living's for… He was a rock god adonis in the big hotel Where they partied all night, every night a different girl Yeah the drugs came in, the money went out, nobody really cared When the candle fell over and the flames lit his bleach blond hair The dude slept through it as the fireball flared. yeah We got away with it, sometimes I stop just to reminisce Right in the thick of it, lips pursed waiting for stardom's kiss We love the smell of it, the fame and fortune is our goal Selfish and spoilt by it, days lived hard slowly taking their toll We got away with it, I got some stories I can't tell But hey there's a book in it, human suffering always sells Always sells…