Well wore a crooked smile
Shambling down the twisting path
with a studied lack of grace
Then he stands with scarecrow arms askew
beneath a light of cobalt blue
And it's just the beginning,
you know they'll be coming for you
Then he drove down the gauntlet
And he looked straight in the eye
Of the one -eyed vagabond
Who promptly knocks him to the ground
Leaving him bruised and bankrupt
By the hall my fillin' station
Lying on his back on the cold tarmac
And it's just the beginning
He knows he'll be comin' for you
Well he picked himself up off the ground
And he dusted himself dark
And he walked out under a starless night
In the heat of a guiding light
Except perhaps an early grave
And it's just the beginning
The beginning of the dance
You know they'll be coming for you
My friends, don't tell me this
Cause I heard these lines
Before my friends, my friends