The sky was gray and you were a small child without bones
In your arms. Now you're a man who died propped up
Against a fence in the shadow of your favorite bible
Story. Still without bones in your arms. A mourning
Husband with a pistol in his hand. He will smile at you
With the meat of a leg joint in his teeth.
Correct  |  Mail  |  Print  |  Vote

The Meat Of A Leg Joint Lyrics

Gaza – The Meat Of A Leg Joint Lyrics

More Gaza lyrics