Danny got a mortgage
And sailed it away
His daddy financed him
All the way
Six months
He could've had a boat
Danny
He gave up hope

He woke up every morning
With the sawing in his head
Thought he'd
Put it down in words
But he
Bit his nails instead
He'd do anything to get rid of the dread
Now Danny
The poor boy is dead

He was rich
He could have walked
Walked so proud
He dug his ditch
And threw himself in it
When the noise got too loud
He bought it today
The final cliche

Danny got a mortgage
And sailed it away
But his daddy
Made him pay pay pay
You and me
Are made of sterner stuff
Danny
Wasn't quite up to snuff

He woke up every morning
With the sawing in his head
Thought he'd
Put it down in words
But he
Bit his nails instead
Six months
He could've had a yacht
We all know
What Danny bought

He took his car
To the park
Stuck a hose
Fron the exhaust pipe
Through the window
And went to sleep
He sank like a stone
Like the sun
Into the Sea
Permanently
He bought it today
The final cliche