The old welcome line started sinking  and crews made their plans for retreating  the pilgrims asked their usual questions  and lay down to start their confessions    and spread them down to me    they shouted with no leg to stand on  and begged for the rules they were raised on  walked in and I found them waiting  to bring out the charges they were saving    and pass them down on me  "you belong down at the amateur hour"  and I'll wear it like a badge of honor  pass it back to me