We're off the script We're off the lease We can't catch any decent sleep We don't live here anymore - Jakob Dylan

This kind of day Has no night Ain't got much on my mind Ain't got much on my mind <p> 'Cause I know Something good this way comes.

It doesn't always have a shape, Almost never does it have a name, It maybe has a pitchfork, maybe has a tail, But evil is alive and well.

When midnight's done, and the day won't start, And all I ever gave you was a broken heart, It's hard to admit but it's easy to tell That evil is alive and well.