Paper Thin - Del Amitri

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