Fistful Of Rubble

A FISTFUL OF RUBBLE
BY JAY WELLER

 

Lyrics : beggarsatthegate.com/lyrics/a-fistful-of-rubble

I GOT A FISTFUL OF RUBBLE

GOT A TWELVE O’CLOCK SHADOW

GOT AN EYEBALL OF FURY

AND A BAG FULL OF BONES

 

I’M THE PEG LEGGED PIRATE

LIBBER LUBBIN’ MAGGOT

BOW LEGGED MIGRANT

BEARDED MOUNTAIN MAN OF ROAN

 

I’M THE GRUBBY BOY OF BRIGHTON

VACANT LOT IN HARLEM

ONE HUNDRED VIRGIN HARAM

DESPERATE LIFE ON LOAN

 

YOU CAN SPLASH ME WITH YOUR PUDDLES

SMASH ME WITH YOUR PADDLES

JUST GONNA MAKE ME MADDER

FROM JERUSALEM PAST ROME

 

 

 

‘CAUSE, HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

BORN FROM GREED’S HARD GRIP

A CREATION OF YOUR OWN

 

‘CAUSE HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

FROM THE STREETS HE LIMPED

HE’S COMING TO YOUR HOME

 

I’M THE PEG LEGGED PIRATE

LIBBER LUBBIN’ MAGGOT

KNOW YOU CAN’T DENY IT

THE GHETTO ALWAYS GETS REVENGE

 

I CAN FEEL IT IN MY MARROW

LIKE THE RIVER FORCE THE MINNOW

THE MAN BREAKS BEHIND THE BARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

 

THE PEOPLE BEND TO PROPHETS

WHO RUSH TO LINE THE COFFINS

WITH ASSORTED POOR BOY VICTIMS

AND GOLD FOR THEIR GOOD FRIENDS

 

 

 

BUT THERE’S NOTHING THAT CAN STOP IT

IT IS CHISELED IN THE GRANITE

THE GREAT WIDE ARC OF HISTORY

IS RELENTLESS AS IT BENDS

 

I GOT A FISTFUL OF RUBBLE

GOT A TWELVE O’CLOCK SHADOW

GOT AN EYEBALL OF FURY

AND A BAG FULL OF BONES

 

I’M THE PEG LEGGED PIRATE

LIBBER LUBBIN MAGGOT

BOW LEGGED MIGRANT

BEARDED MOUNTAIN MAN OF ROAN

 

I’M THE GRUBBY BOY OF BRIGHTON

VACANT LOT IN HARLEM

ONE HUNDRED VIRGIN HARAM

THE DESPERATE LIFE ON LOAN

 

YOU CAN SPLASH ME WITH YOUR PUDDLES

SMASH ME WITH YOUR PADDLES

JUST GONNA MAKE ME MADDER

FROM JERUSALEM PAST ROME

 

‘CAUSE HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

BORN FROM GREED’S HARD GRIP

AND TAUGHT BY ITS ROUGH GROAN

 

‘CAUSE HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

FROM THE STREETS HE LIMPED

HE’S COMING TO YOUR HOME

 

‘CAUSE HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

BORN FROM GREED’S HARD GRIP

A CREATION OF YOUR OWN

 

‘CAUSE HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

FROM THE STREETS HE LIMPED

BLOOD WILL RUN UPON THE STONES

 

I’M THE ONE LEGGED PIRATE

LIBBER LUBBIN MAGGOT

KNOW YOU CAN’T DENY IT

THE GHETTO ALWAYS GETS REVENGE

 

I CAN FEEL IT IN MY MARROW

LIKE THIS SHORT LIFE SO NARROW

AS SOME UNKNOWN HAND THE SPARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

THE PEOPLE BEND TO PROPHETS

WHO RUSH TO LINE THEIR COFFINS

WITH ASSORTED POOR BOY VICTIMS

AND GOLD FOR THEIR GOOD FRIENDS

 

BUT THERE’S NOTHING THAT CAN STOP IT

IT IS CHISELED IN THE GRANITE

THE GREAT WIDE ARC OF HISTORY

IS RELENTLESS AS IT BENDS

 

‘CAUSE HE THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

BORN FROM GREED’S HARD GRIP

AND RAISED BY ITS ROUGH GROAN

 

‘CAUSE HE’S THE BIG BASTARD GIMP

FROM THE STREETS HE LIMPED

THE RATS WILL RATTLE AMONG YOUR BONES

 

CAN FEEL IT IN MY MARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

AS SOME UNKNOWN HAND THE SPARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

AS THE THUNDER SHAKE THE WINDOW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

THE MAN BREAKS BEHIND THE BARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

CAN FEEL IT IN MY MARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

LIKE THIS SHORT LIFE SO NARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

LIKE THIS SHORT LIFE SO NARROW

YOU WILL BE SUCKED DOWN IN THE END

SUCKED DOWN

SUCKED DOWN

SUCKED DOWN

SUCKED DOWN

SUCKED DOWN

SUCKED DOWN

SUCKED DOWN

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