throw off those gimmicks to the boys let them send it all up in the air there is crouching and wailing on stone down here we must freeze off this ratmosphere scraping out noise across nite wires runs for the distant cities there is never a lock in the fall down here as the big full pours away in the shutout in the shutout how will we know the great doll something attacked the earth last nite with a kick that man habit eye cut the sleep tight boys who dreamed and dreamed of a city like the sky there were faces bobbing in the heat for some rising from her zone moving hitting holding on for the promise to carry us home in the shutout in the shutout never a lock in the fall in the shutout in the shutout how will we know the great doll 