Song parody of
Rib Cage Thorn
by Kitchen Experiment Solo
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My battle ax is lacking steel
But I'll fight this forest to a field
Through every tie and tendon torn
This recounting works a ribcage thorn
Left with the wreckage at my feet
These compulsions cancel when complete
And winter winds are on the rise
So stack and compartmentalize
He found the lord you found the war
And all the hell they had in store
A hell you carried to the grave
A hell from which couldn't be saved
But for then hail hail and crown the king
It's a bluegrass sound for jester twins
A lost and oft forgotten song
The daydream king still sings along
My skeptic heart is lacking faith
But I'll bow to warship anyway
And through the creases I could find
Convincing cases on both sides
My my, my suzy q
My redemption my delusion all in all
We all choose our proverbs cane
Drink in the heaven or drink the flame
The lynch pin laughs
A smile and shrug
A yiddish phrase
A turn of praise
Then sings along
Those were the days
Oh yes, those were the days
Hey hey where did you go?
The ice chests filled
The Schwarz Katz cold
And i've picked each pine cone from the lawn
Hail hail the gangs all gone
My battle ax is lacking steel
But I'll fight this forest to a field
Through every tie and tendon torn
This recounting works a ribcage thorn
Left with the wreckage at my feet
These compulsions cancel when complete
And winter winds are on the rise
So stack and compartmentalize
He found the lord you found the war
And all the hell they had in store
A hell you carried to the grave
A hell from which couldn't be saved
But for then hail hail and crown the king
It's a bluegrass sound for jester twins
A lost and oft forgotten song
The daydream king still sings along
My skeptic heart is lacking faith
But I'll bow to warship anyway
And through the creases I could find
Convincing cases on both sides
My my, my suzy q
My redemption my delusion all in all
We all choose our proverbs cane
Drink in the heaven or drink the flame
The lynch pin laughs
A smile and shrug
A yiddish phrase
A turn of praise
Then sings along
Those were the days
Oh yes, those were the days
Hey hey where did you go?
The ice chests filled
The Schwarz Katz cold
And i've picked each pine cone from the lawn
Hail hail the gangs all gone
