Thunderclaps
Album:Strange House
Watch them speak in thunderclaps
No one more or much as Jack
Its a knock em dead show
Pipes and joints, greased hinge and bone
One more for the slaughterhouse
CHANT
Force from the butcher, machine-like
One mighty hand at shoulder height
Feet tread heavy on black floor,
Look at the breadth of those fingers
One more for the Chopping board ,for the chopping board
CHANT
Cast me in this violent light,
Pull my hands from my eyes
CHANT
Thunderclaps fly through low-light
Jack sits amongst them in the sky
CHANT
Ill pick up this thing
Ill do myself in,
Ill do myself in
Ill do myself in