Look into the mirror, what do you behold?
A senile drunken Orger. a Gnome that’s growing old
Behold yourself Lewicki! your lifestyle takes its toll
The grave for you awaits; your destiny: Seoul
Behold yourself Lewicki! Before your eyes go blind
The symptoms are apparent, the symptoms are unkind
What is done you can’t undo, now the Piper will be paid
You’ll be gone and be forgotten, when in the earth you’re laid