Hit every new wall on his way down With hammer in hand in his new town Held down secondhand Name withheld, dead hand The place in his name where he chose it I'm out of my mind and he knows it Held down secondhand Name withheld, dead hand They hold his face in view They hold and see it through Don't wait, don't wait He set his mine and left it behind Out in the road He splits the line, which one is mine That's where he knows He turns his head and goes around He shouts at faces every out And it's so loud He's on his way now