[Intro] [Tavern ambience, distant fiddle, heavy bass] [Verse 1] Pour the stew, pour the ale Keep your voice down, keep it civil Every night's the same old tale Same drunk fools, same old drivel I don't ask where you've been I don't ask what you've done I just watch the door, and I watch the room And I keep one hand near my gun [Pre-Chorus] [Whispered] I built this place with these two hands... Brick by brick, stone by stone And nobody... NOBODY... Tears it down while I'm still home [Chorus] [Heavy bass, distorted guitar swell] That's when I draw my revolver~ That's when the room goes still~ When the talkin' turns to trouble~ That's when I show you the steel~ [Verse 2] I've got a god I don't discuss Dawn don't need an audience Vitality, and quiet trust I keep my faith, I keep my distance But cross that line, raise your hand Break a chair, break the peace I'll drop you where you stand No more warnings, no release [Pre-Chorus] [Spoken, low] Where'd I get this thing, you ask? Don't remember. Don't recall. Some things just... find their way to you Right before the fall. [Chorus] [Full band, driving] That's when I draw my revolver~ That's when the silence rings~ When the room forgets who's in it~ That's when the hammer sings~ [Bridge] [Slow, ambient, fiddle fades in] I space out sometimes... starin at the fire Thinkin 'bout the things I've buried Talkin too much, fillin the quiet 'Cause silence... makes me weary But don't mistake the rambling man For a man who's lost his nerve I'll pour your drink with a steady hand Then give you what you deserve [Final Chorus] [Climax, full distortion] That's when I draw my revolver~ That's when the last chance dies~ When the talkin' turns to trouble~ Look into a dwarf's tired eyes~ [Outro] [Fiddle and bass fading, tavern noise returns] Pour the stew... pour the ale... Keep your voice down... keep it civil... This is The Hunters Arms, friend Where the peace is... non-negotiable
