| Just a face | |
| In the crowd | |
| Will the old gods | |
| Stand their ground? | |
| In the war | |
| Fought at knife | |
| Will we all see | |
| The morning light? | |
| Often wonder what a change does | |
| What is just that same old song? | |
| Only time would rearrange | |
| We were going at this hammer and tongs | |
| Is is fair | |
| To lay blame, | |
| When we've all seen | |
| Ourselves in shame? | |
| Few may care | |
| In the dawn | |
| If the band plays | |
| On and on | |
| No one knew that | |
| Time was ??? | |
| Singing that just that same old song | |
| Only hoped we would precede him (?) | |
| To lay down the hammer and tongs | |
| No one knew that time was ??? | |
| Singing just that same old song | |
| Only hoped we would precede him (?) | |
| To lay down the hammer and tongs |