They flocked to see the once great man
Standing alone at the mike on the stage
The years they had not been kind
Hunched up struggling before he began
Once soul and clarity were his trade mark
Today there was a certain emptiness
A lost soul plying his trade the best he could
But lacking conviction no credible spark
The music so loud drowned his voice
The ravages of abuse for all to see
A hanky needed to wipe the brow
A life impacted by a faulty life choice
The crowd were generous in their applause
Singing as best they could to vintage hits
Supporting their once golden idol
Feeling in their hearts he was a lost cause!