The Walkabouts - The Anvil Song lyrics

Lose your coat and roll your sleeves This is demolition time Inventions full of spit and blood With blinders for the faint of heart Fortune's ashes crowd this map But if i lose, well i don't care As long as i get good and gone Let the anvil break Steal door lies into a whisper Now who can wait for the perfect fit I'm hearing the anvil sing I'm hearing the anvil sing Machine he took a picture of Of himself for children's walls For forty miles the word went out That he would someday drown us all Deep inside this vodka clear But if i lose then i don't care As long as i get good and gone Let the anvil break Steal door lies into a whisper Now who can wait for the perfect fit I'm hearing the anvil sing I'm hearing the anvil sing Let the anvil break Steal door lies into a whisper This is demolition time And if i lose, well i don't care I'm hearing the anvil sing I'm hearing the anvil sing