old lion's dying, got left behind

cut your teeth, lose your meat

and man it's just a matter of time

key's to the cuffs, you might be king

that's it, that's all, that's everything



skeletons come here to dance

where barrooms beat their brothers

into a bloody trance

what's the deal? what did I do?

who cops all the cops is all I asked of you



chorus

lining up, waiting on the trickle down

something's up, taking time to get around

belly up, all the drinks are on the crown

it's just a matter of trickle down



twenty miles before the crash

that's the style for a while

and man I think it's gonna last

"hit the breaks" is all you can say

conductor says we'll save them

for another rainy day



chorus