Writers on a stone, writers on a stone Into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone, and after all, writers on a stone There's a killer on the road, his brain is swarming like a toad Take hail on holiday, let your children play If you give this man a ride, sweet memory will die Killer on the road, yeah, yeah Like a dog without a bone, and after all, writers on a stone Like a dog without a bone, and after all, writers on a stone Girl you gotta love your man, girl you gotta love your man Take him by the hand, make him understand That the world only depends, our life will never end Gotta love your man, yeah Gotta love your man, yeah Gotta love your man, yeah Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love