A million dollar babyHas lost its father todayThe fallen angel stays in bedWith a bullet in his headSuccess makes y ou hornyAnd pills calm you downNo more excuses silent cries the clownYour wife will light a candleTo guide you on your way Hope that you'll findWhat you've been looking forOn a rainy april, rainy april dayThe public wants answersThey don't wann a hearAnd every kiss of yours is public propertyYou gave it allBut noone wants to own your fearAnd fear is all you've left for your baby