Dinner At Eight

No matter how strongI'm gonna take you downWith one little stoneI'm gonna break you downAnd see what you're worthWhat you're really worth to meDinner at eight was okayBefore the toast full of gleamsIt was great until those old magazinesGot us started up againActually it was probably me againWhy is it soThat I've always been the one who must goThat I've always been the one told to fleeWhen it fact you were the one long agoActually in the drifting white snowYou left meSo put up your fists and I'll put up mineNo running away from the scene of the crimeGod's chosen a placeSomewhere near the end of the worldSomewhere near the end of our livesBut 'til then no, Daddy, don't be surprisedIf I wanna see the tears in your eyesThen I know it had to be long agoActually in the drifting white snowYou loved meNo matter how strongI'm gonna take you downWith one little stoneI'm gonna break you downAnd see what you're worthWhat you're really worth to me