The world and his dog

(instrumental) Windows are closing, you smell the track Traffic is heavy Up riding the rack Bodies are buried, freeways and wells Boneyards with vistas Gateways to hell When it's all over, You'll frown and fret Way down the line Where no angels tread Soldiers are gathering, not missing a beat A poetry reading, while reaping the wheat Out looking for Venus She's black marble on ice Cut to precision Weighted like dice When it's all over, You'll frown and fret Way down the line, where no angels tread Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't The world and his dog, won't care if you don't (instrumental) When it's all over, You'll frown and fret Way down the line, where no angels tread Maybe you'll make it, maybe you won't The world and his dog won't care if you don't When it's all over, You'll frown and fret Way down the line, where no angels tread (instrumental over and out!)