A tramp found dead, in the street, just made the news Forensics report read 'drug abuse' Found a warehouse slip in his sleeve Marine corps major down-at-heel They got to the place, unlocked the shed Soon left awestruck, stunned, amazed Among stuff and things lay pledges and bonds Up to a few Mil in the end The sage the fool the sinner And what goes for you, one can't ever say The sage the fool the sinner One can't foretell fate, no way, no way Sassy lady puts on her fav heels Mirror checked, all done - snow white appeal Adjust the dress, ready to leave Grab some cash, cabĘžs outside, wipe off a tear On her way out, she turns once more To wave her man good - bye While in his sleep, he recalls thirty years - due to end that night.