He had 3 whole dollars,
a worn out car
And a wife who was leaving for good
Life’s made of trouble,
worry, pain and struggle
She wrote 'good bye' in the dust on the hood
They found a map of Missouri
Lipstick on the glass
They must of left in the middle of the nite
And I want to know the same thing
Everyone wants to know
How's it going to end?
Behind a smoke colored curtain,
the girl disappeared
They found out that the ring was a fake
A tree born crooked,
will never grow straight
She sunk like a hammer into the lake
A long lost letter and
and old leaky boat
Promises are never meant to keep
And I want to know the same thing
I wanna know
How's it going to end?
The barn leaned over,
the vultures dried their wings
The moon climbed up an empty sky
The sun sank down,
behind the tree on the hill
There’s a killer and he’s coming thru the rye
But maybe he’s the father,
of that lost little girl
It’s hard to tell in this light
And I want to know the same thing
Everyone wants to know
How's it going to end?
Drag your wagon and your plow,
over the bones of the dead
Out among the roses and the weeds
You can never go back,
and the answer is 'no'
And wishing for it only makes it bleed
Joel Tornabene,
was broken on the wheel
Shane and Bum Mahoney on the lamb
The grain was as gold,
as Sheila’s hair
All the way from Liverpool, with all we could steal
He was robbed of twenty dollars
His body found stripped
Cast into the harbour there and drowned
And I want to know the same thing
We all wanna know
How's it going to end?
The sirens are snaking,
their way up the hill
It’s last call somewhere in the world
The reptiles blend in,
with the color of the street
Life is sweet at the edge of a razor
And down in the first row,
of an old picture show
The old man is asleep, as the credits start to roll
And I want to know the same thing
We all wanna know
How's it going to end?
And I want to know the same thing
We all wanna know
How's it going to end?
And I just want to know the same thing
I wanna know
How's it going to end?
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