Rubber Pigs from Dolomite by The Take

Suddenly the floor gave way
Like some great justice had it’s say
But we bounced like rubber pigs and hit the
Golden pay muck giving light
To the grey polluted sky
We stuck our teeth in deep and struck our vital salt

I knew your eyes would open at the gravel in my hands
The room conspired
To split your head wide open for attention it demands
Truth denier

Shallow ideas beyond belief
That sunlight throws into relief
We dig our heals in deep to imprint our cement
A line to make it all okay
Someone to go out of their way
And scrawl a verse to scream this town to ruins

Stoking up the fire
From the chopping board into a smoking fryer
Ore to twisted wire
Wrapped around the inside of an amplifier
Stoking up the fire
From the chopping board into a smoking fryer
Ore to twisted wire
Wrapped around the insides

I knew your eyes would open at the gravel in my hands
The room conspired

To split your head wide open for attention it demands
Truth denier

I knew your eyes would open at the gravel in my hands
The room conspired
To split your head wide open for attention it demands
Truth denier

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