Oily Cape Video (MV)

Rushing away, on powerful cars
On the countryside, I've seen better days
I'm a white collar
In my everyday horror

When the relation suddenly turns
Into humiliation
In the shape of decline
In a bottle of wine

Oily Head, it would have been better
If you'd went on the other side of the road
Instead of giving me this salt coffee
It brings me one day nearer to my coffin

At Oily Cape you would have done better
If you'd just sailed away into the Ocean
Instead of preaching me this God Saves
They dig one inch more, deep into my grave

I have to see you all day, bear all of your complain
It's such a disease, to meet you again
Taking painkillers
At a business dinner

Surrounded by the show
Of a dozen midlife crises in advanced state
Just sad old pretenders
Return them to sender