You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

Down The Street The Dogs Are Barking And The Day Is Getting Dark. As The Night Comes In A-falling, The Dogs´ll Lose Their Bark And The Silent Night Will Shatter From The Sounds Inside My Mind, For I´m One To Many Mornings And A Thousand Miles Behind. From The Crossroads Of My Doorstep, My Eyes They Start To Fade, As I Turn My Head Back To The Room Where My Love And I Have Laid.

Just A Reminder, If You Tell Anyone About What Happened With Jonah Last Night, I'll Destroy All Of My Writing And Never Play Music Again.

All The Tired Horses In The Sun How'm I Supposed To Get Any Ridin' Done? Hmm.

If There's An Original Thought Out There, I Could Use One Right Now.

On The Stone That Remains Carved Next To His Name, His Epitaph Plain, Only A Pawn In Their Game.