The Beginning of the End Edwyn Collins

He wore a crooked smile
Upon his stupid face
Shambling down the twisting pathway
With a studied lack of grace
Cursing and swearing
To good some passer-by
Then he stands with scarecrow arms askew
Beneath a light of cobalt blue

And it's just the beginning
The beginning of the end
And before too long
You know they'll be coming for you my friends

Cursing and swearing
To good some passer-by
Then he throws down the gauntlet
And he looks straight in the eye
Of the one eyed vagabond
Who promptly knocks him to the ground
Leaving him bruised and bankrupt
By the all-night filling station
Lying on his back on the cold tarmac
Crying with frustration

And it's just the beginning
The beginning of the end
And before too long
You know they'll be coming for you my friends