I got no flag to fly I've got no tale to tell I'm a tired story And everybody knows how it's going to end All these hollow verses And lengthy prose That crowd my mouth Like a cancerous growth That's beginning to choke me out As the lights go out In this town where I lay my head And have settled down I'll dedicate my last wish To stand beside and die with it I want to be the one To watch it all come down Watch it all come down Arms folded With a Rose I got no flag to fly I've got no tale to tell I'm a tired story And everybody knows how it's going to end With these hollow verses And lengthy prose That crowd my mouth Like a cancerous growth That's beginning to choke me out I stand aside And watch thunderheads collide And never felt a spark I swear I could die happy Penniless and solitarily If I could just once feel If I could just once feel Arms folded with a rose, with a rose And two quarters on my eyes Like a touriquet that's twisting Dearly departed friend, oh have you missed me? You keep insisting On coming back around Just when I think that I've found the solid ground I think I'm slipping Catalyst to my cataclysm Catalyst to my cataclysm I got no flag to fly I've got no tale to tell I'm a tired story And everybody knows how it's going to end All these hollow verses And lengthy prose That crowd my mouth Like a cancerous growth That's beginning to choke me out As the lights go out