He was a self made man    Made a killing on copper mines    He loved beautful girls    Got a taste for fancy wines    And the suits he wore were paper thin       He built a big white house    In the valley of the kings    Took a beautiful wife    Bought her every possible thing    And the silk she wore was paper thin       Well, they travelled in style    Paid cash for everything    Had a beautiful child    Had a champagne christening    But as they raised ther glasses in toast to him    He saw the crystal was paper thin       So the shadows came    Whispering words to him    He sold the company out    And cashed all those futures in    But it all still looked so paper thin       Well, it was late one night    And the rain was streaming down    He called his wife's name out    Said honey, it's over now    I'm gonna burn it all    I can't take this any more    But as he struck the match    She took a pistol from the drawer    She said I ain't going down with you    Pulled the trigger in    And the bullet it passed right through    Like he was paper thin