Daddy this is not a gun
I'm not pointing at anyone.
If it's me you see with my finger on non-existent trigger
You could run.
I've got ramshackle blood and bones.
Hearties this is my last stand
In the corner of this garden with my desperate band
Of frightened boys and girls
You had better not ignore us
You had better damned well come.
We've got ramshackle blood and bones.
We've got ramshackle sticks and stones.
to beat the hurt away.to beat the hurt away.
New and fast
With sealed in freshness and built to last
But is that you and I ?
Some kind of a natural disaster buried us alive.
We've got ramshackle blood and bones.
We've got ramshackle sticks and stones.
to beat the hurt away.
Away !
Away !
Away !