I'm the dynamite cutting through the mountainside
I'm the stalactite wearing the granite wide
I'm the moon's might pulling close to the water's tide
I'm the dog's bite chomping down on Zeus' pride
I'm the steeple cutting up the evening sky
I'm the scraper singing out your praise on
high I'm the quarry demolition coming at night
I'm the story drying up the tears you cry You cry
And I'm always waiting for something to bring me down
And I'm always waiting
for something to bring me down
And I'm always waiting for something to bring me down
And I'm always waiting for the circle to come around,
yeah And I'm always waiting for something
to bring me down
A fire burning bright inside
Stomped out by the boots of pride You buy the ticket,
take the ride
Until you're crossing to the other side
The demolition coming at night
Your demolition coming at night Oh,
it's coming at night
The demolition coming at night
It's coming at night
Your demolition coming at night
It's coming at night
It's coming at night