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Lyrics for Screws, Pins and Bolts by Sam Broussard:
| | | Artist: | Sam Broussard |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Screws, Pins and Bolts | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 102 | | | | Lyrics: | Crematorium
As a word it tastes good on the tongue
Buttery, yet not fattening
all irony,
Greek or Latin
Now ashes, as a word, tastes like ashes
Fat salary
That's how this
finality translates to me
It gives my kids laughing fits
ungrateful little shits
Their
worlds of make-believe bought by the bereaved
Screws and pins and bolts
never go up in
smoke
It's like the last line of a joke
and I get it
My wife can't
understand
why I'm calm, contented, and I am
She thinks life is hell
exactly why I feel
compelled
to owe my clientele at least one happy life
From dust we come, to dust we
go
in between we drift beneath some doors
There's joy to crush your bones
tears to wash
rounded stones
but not enough washing of the feet of whores
You are all equal in my
eyes
just different in size
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