There's a shadow 'cross the nation that's enveloped in a frown. They've alerted every station and there's lots of fear in town.
Giant rats are in the attic and the termites eat the wood.
The status quo is quite dramatic but it isn't understood. There are handguns in the closets and grenades in all the cars changing hands for cash deposits in the alleys and the bars. There's a shadow 'cross the city freezing smiles and breaking hearts. Nerves are tense, and it's a pity no one knows when it all starts. There's a dragon in the parlor with his belly filled with meat.