The score was nil

   Betrayal was a thing

The fly ointment man was another thing

Basements were filled with losers

  The agent was not well known

He's Beat. Burned up! 

   Joe moved to Mexico

 Don't try to talk to him he'll flop in a parking lot

   Who 

Black eye jim

He used to drink so much he'd always be sleeping

  We had no use for the youngsters

  They didn't seem to care

Or they cared too much