STAND DOWN

Five o'clock in the morning

Looking like I'm half past bed

I worry and I wonder

Verses running through my head

I work for money

I work for bread

Been working for the in between

I should be in the headlines, baby

(They say) Stand-down

You don't want to start a war

Stand-down

Be quiet like you were before

Stand-down

You should stay between the lines

Six o'clock in the morning

All the night I tossed and turned

Climbed right out of the wishing well

Now I swear that I've been burned

Think I see those city lights

Something that I must confide

I should be in the headlines, baby

(They say) Stand-down

You don't want to start a war

Stand-down

Be quiet like you were before

Stand-down

You should stay between the lines

And I should be in the headlines, baby

Now we're back in the evening

Crying through The Midnight Hour

Crying In The Chapel

& All Along The Watchtower

I worked for money

I worked for bread

Somehow my plans fell through

And I woke up in the headlights, baby

(They say) Stand-down

You don't want to start a war

Stand-down

Be quiet like you were before

Stand-down

You should stay between the lines

Stand-down

You should apologize

© Chris LeRoy 2011 Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP