Once famous pop star

With a fading reputation

Sits wandering just how

he’s in this situation

 

Just how did he get

in so much debt no one knows

A tortured soul through

The life that he chose

 

A lifestyle demanding the best

Set him apart from the rest 

The upside being the age

of his admirers which he still

continued to attract by the car load

 

But because of his demise

it was bankruptcy corruption and lies 

Late life crisis, identity gone 

Growing old, but grey hairs none

 

A Penchant for unblemished skin

His girlfriends had to be slim

Very young and impressionable

and believe he was a rich intellectual 

 

In reality he’d gone from personality

to treading theatre boards

and financial water at the same time

With his debtors forming a long line

 

Too much strain on a overworked ticker

his life flashed before his eyes in a flicker

Pretty girl by his side in hotel room

but his life would be ended very soon

 

His wife wouldn’t have expected anything else

A serial cheat had now passed away

At the end of another lonely day.

Old man, young love, no way