So do you hear me
Knocking at your door
Screaming and wailing and crying myself hoarse
Oh I won't be following you
Down the river you'll drown in
Oh I won't be following you
Past those sinners you trespassed back there
You're no good for yourself
And as sure as hell
No good for anybody else
So go on and go
I've been getting a little tired of the same old thing
I suspect the same old things getting tired of me
So go on and go
Scrap your dreams of Albion
Fill your buckets with woe
Be me, help me to see
What you're missing
That glistening
Ray of dew drops
Only clear when the pill pops
Pops, you're still my one and only
Still my tops
Don't call the butcher hounds
Don't bring the cops
One more bop
One more and Ill be done
Just this last one and Ill be done
Just one time
With me, I beg you to come
But whether you fail or fly
I won't be here
I won't come
You're only the shell of the soul I once knew
Whether you fail or fly
To me you're never done
To me you're already gone