It's Kind Of Bluesy LowkeyIntroVerse 1Good Morning, This Is Your WarningThis Is Your WarningYou're Gonna Appear Before A StrangerI Don't Know If You'll Be In Any DangerFor Some Are Not Pulled Into Moving CarsSome Are Not Dragged Down Fifth Avenue By The Hairs In Their EarsSome Get Away With It, Some Get Away With It For Many YearsAnd Are Not Punished, But Some AreVerse 2"Winter, Is This The Work Of Your Life?This Is The Work Of A BeginnerLook Out There, It's The Last Prisoner, SwayingLook Out There, It's Your Best Friend, Aging"There's A Tall Far-Off Thing With EyesWhose Existence I Cannot Prove Or DisproveLooking At Everybody All The TimeEvery Single Day, But You're Gonna FindIt's Not Been Looking At Me In The Same Strange Way That It's Been Looking At YouInterludeMm, MmmBridgeIf You're Not Wrong And There's Really Nobody Out There Who Can Do The ImpossibleAnd Who's Gonna Forgive You? (Who?)Who Is Gonna Forgive You?Now, There Is Work To Be Done On The Sides Of Your BodyAnd There Are Hot Things That Are Unusually Long And They Burn Very BadlyThere Are Things I Hope One Day To Hook Around The Corners Of Your MouthThere Are Plans That I Have In This House, Written DownAnd There Are Plenty Of People That I Can Very Easily Call Who Can Come Over Here Within An HourAnd Do The Work That Must Be Done On Your HeartThere Is So, So, So, So Much Work To Be Done On Your HeartThere Is So Much Work To Be Done On Your HeartAnd It's Not The Kind Of Work That You Do Around The HouseMy Friend, This Is Your WarningOutroGood Morning(This Is Your Warning)(This Is Your Warning)(Fuck You, Fuck You)