The Child

[Intro]
"I want to welcome you to what is almost certainly a new experience."

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
"[unintelligible] was killed. I want the child. I want every bit of that child, and it's worth nothing. There's no blood, there's no tears, there's no shattered bone. We walk down this road over and over and over. We talked and we walked and cars go past. There's still no child. We walk down this road over and over and over."