Vagabond Soul

Hammering

here I am your slaughtered lamb
fuck no nothing is sacred
though I'm maimed I do the best I can
to keep your soul locked and inundated

I'm the palms 'n feet you're the nails
love is the cross and if all else fails
start hammering — start hammering

here is so much of my blood above your door
peel my pride and lick the spine clean
I want to kowtow to the butchery no more
hey girl why the fuck do you still want me

grab all the luck that you can
grab all the luck that you can
steal all the luck that you can
grab all the luck that you can