Bill Gregory - Not Fading Away Lyrics

Such a perfect Friday
OK
I guess it's time we talk
Step into my chamber
Stanger
Then take a lonely walk
Away
It's your last day
There's no more to

Say to me
Say to me
Not fading away
Don't want to hear from me
Hear from me
Not fading away...yet

Little Machiavelli
You sell me
Your own lame art of war
Denial's what your seeking
Keep speaking
While selling out the store
To fear
A cold souvenir
Should you ever ever...

Hear from me
Hear from me
Not fading away
What's that you say to me
Say to me
Not fading away...yet

So stay
I'll get away
And you'll never hear from me