From the recording Stones
Lyrics
Johnny's been lying strait through his teeth
about being carefree and at ease
there is a pressure that builds a little
every time that he gives a little
about who he is and who he wants to be
it's a stale mate to open the gate
sitting there dusting chalk on his hands
while 2000 pounds of anger
stomp dust in the air
waiting to be set free from a pen
all the days will come and you'll never know
if what you did was right
there's never gonna be any satisfied conclusion
that gets it all buttoned up tight
filling the kettle and racing the sun
bundled up for another winter day
while the spoils of the evening
keep you from forgetting
the pendulum swings both ways
stoking the wood stove
a little black beetle
is tracing the edge of the coals
the more you try to help
the deeper he digs
until you knock him in the hot ash below
all the days will come and you'll never know
if what you did was right
there is never gonna be any satisfied conclusion
that gets it all buttoned up tight
so you keep on wishing
and keep on waiting
for a spark that flares up the flame
for the light for the warmth
for that familiar feeling
that you had way back when
