He lives in a halfway house His mother doesnt tie his bootstraps down They found him by the highway side With bloodstained boots and glass in his eye They consoled me on the way Who would know that they were joking Thats not funny cause she was Death and beauty at the same time We gave her half a million shares To sleep with her boss in a folding chair They found her in a plastic veil With blood stained boots and glass in her hair They consoled me on the way Who would know that they were joking Thats not funny cause she was Death and beauty at the same time They consoled me on the way Who would know that they were joking Thats not funny cause she was Death and beauty at the same time