Some say Paul, he was a goner
His car had hit a tree
Some say Faul, he's an imposter
Who leaves us all to think
Some say Paul, had a doppelgänger
Placed in the driver's seat
I saw Paul. And his right eyebrow
And viewed, a knowing wink

With the art of record making
You somehow woo your fans
Fake crash scenes with pictures taken
Or hint at circumstance
But vegans who don't eat bacon
Will not butcher pigs
Like the chap who ain't retiring
That always does his gigs

When the light reveals the phonies
And the rub has rubbed too long
And you've had too much baloney
From the turkeys and the cons
Just remember there are pranksters
Who'll decieve the trusting folks
Lies and greed conceal their motives
I can see it's all a hoax