The Drop (Parts One and Two)

There’s a hole in the middle

Of an abandoned, ghostly town

Where water sits and cement blocks

Bring half-dead people down.

At the hole, there’s a killer

A-waiting for the man

Who will come up to meet him

And shake his covered hand

And he’ll drag out the body

To the nearest blood-red light

And he will let a naked woman

Strip his soul all night

And he will have a family

And he will feel regret

And he will drown himself that night

And not surface again.

I’ve just the same lost to temptation

I have given up at last

And I’ve let the rings around my eyes

Grow dark and grey too fast

And I am next in line and waiting

To fall down through that hole

Because this song won’t fix my head or

All my endless dead-end goals

I know that no one’s listening

I know that no one’s listening

I know that no one’s listening

It’s just as well I give it up and drop.