He wore a crooked smile Upon his stupid face Shambling down the twisting pathway With a studied lack of grace Cursing and swearing To good some passer-by Then he stands with scarecrow arms askew Beneath a light of cobalt blue
And it's just the beginning The beginning of the end And before too long You know they'll be coming for you my friends
Cursing and swearing To good some passer-by Then he throws down the gauntlet And he looks straight in the eye Of the one eyed vagabond Who promptly knocks him to the ground Leaving him bruised and bankrupt By the all-night filling station Lying on his back on the cold tarmac Crying with frustration
And it's just the beginning The beginning of the end And before too long You know they'll be coming for you my friends
Well he picked himself up off the ground Then he dusted himself down Then he walked out under a starless night In dire need of a guiding light
Ranting and raving, a bitter tirade Heading for nowhere fast Except, perhaps, an early grave
And it's just the beginning The beginning of the end And before too long You know they'll be coming for you my friends
Don't tell me this is the beginning The beginning of the end Cause I heard these lines A thousand times before my friends