Feet and Bones - Trampled By Turtles

Hired guns surround my town

Hired feet and bones

Tried to burn us to the ground

To build a brand new home

All lined up to carry me

To hell just like before

Winter seems so far away

Like tragedy and war

Justice waits for nothing, man

Your eyes have turned to stone

I waited as long as I can

And then set out alone

And all those boys from Harlem came

And they don’t mess around

The whistle woke me up at dawn

Such an awful sound

I can’t stand to read the news

Of Jericho and swine

Touring bands and roofing crews

Is where we spend our time

Lie and sty the poor man grows

So tired of left and right

Careful not to say too much

Or look straight at the light