YOU SET THE STANDARD
I DRIVE NAIL WITH A HAMMER
YOU ARE IN FASHION
WHEN ALL FADS FADE
COULD NEVER BE THE FATHER
OF YOUR SON OR YOUR DAUGHTER
COULD NEVER OWN YOUR HEART
WITH THESE HANDS
SLEEPLESS AND RUNNING
STEPPED ON ALL THE FLOWERS
YOU CAN KEEP EM COMIN
DON’T CUT ME OFF IN THE DEVIL’S HOURS
HER LOST BABY DUG PATHS
DOWN A DUSTY DIRT ROAD
MOTHERS TEARS RAN TRAILS
DOWN DUSTED CHEEK BONES
THE WIND KEPT BLOWIN
THE DOGS NERVOUS KEPT MOANING
AND ALL THE PRISONERS LOCKED UP
ALL STOOD STILL
SLEEPLESS AND RUNNING
STEPPED ON ALL THE FLOWERS
YOU CAN KEEP EM COMIN
DON’T CUT ME OFF IN THE DEVIL’S HOURS
YOU SET THE STANDARD
I DRIVE NAIL WITH A HAMMER
YOU ARE IN FASHION
WHEN ALL FADS FADE
YOU ARE IN FASHION
WHEN ALL FADS FADE
-Charlie McGovern
North Hollywood, 2005