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)