Bone Saw

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Bone Saw

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Bone Saw
by Lichen Throat

I was born in old Kiev,
Came here on a boat.
Moved in with my uncle Lev,
Owned nothing but my coat.
Now I work in the packing plant
Got used to the smell.
Wash the blood out of my pants
In the tenement where I dwell.
I run the bone saw;
I make twelve bucks a day.
The stray dogs gnaw
On the scraps I throw away.

Late at night, when I can’t sleep,
I walk along the shore.
Snowflakes drift, three inches deep;
I shuffle home once more.
The noisy L train rattles past
My broken window panes.
When I fall asleep at last,
It’s time to wake again.
I run the bone saw;
I make twelve bucks a day.
My fingers won’t thaw,
And my beard just grows more gray.

Should I join the Workers’ Party
With my clenched fist in the air?
Sometimes I want to change the world,
But sometimes I don’t care.

Spend all day cutting pork shanks,
And leave long after dark
to walk along the riverbanks
Down toward Comiskey Park.
I could afford a ticket,
But I’d better save my dough,
‘Cause if we have to picket
There’ll be paychecks to forego.
I run the bone saw;
I make twelve bucks a day.
I’m not bourgeois,
But I’d like to rest someday.
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Re: Bone Saw

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Nick Soma - Bone Saw

Well, this now I do understand
We got a problem on our hands
Should we throw it in the mire?
Or drench it in fuel and set it on fire?
Keep calm, we must stay cautious now
We'll sort this out, we'll do somehow
Relax, my friend, don't freak out, man
Repeat: it was an accident

Hand me the bone saw for a start
I'm gonna cut this thing apart
It's nothing special, people die
Where's the fucking bleaching lye?

Come on, let's get in the car
Tonight we're driving really far
And put this fellow underground
Somewhere remote, he won't be found

Hand me the bone saw for a start
I'm gonna cut this thing apart
Fetch me a whiskey from the store
While I scrub the bloodstains off the floor

Look, everything is OK
It's a beautiful day
He was an asshole throughout his life
But look, he's finally dead
Get him out of your head
That was a good job, so gimme five

And hand me the bone saw for a start
I'm gonna cut this thing apart
People die all the time
No evidence means there's no crime
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Bone Saw - Pigfarmer Jr

I've got nothing left to lose
I've got nothing left to live for anymore
Now my dreams can't come true
I know I've lost you forever more

And all the world seems to change
All the seasons seem to fade into the past

Bone Saw
Cuttin' through my flesh and blood
A bone saw
Even though I gave you my all
A bone saw
Cuttin' through my flesh and blood again

Now the world has lost you
Except for the blood stains on my hands
And now there's nothing left to do
It's too late for you to understand

Bone Saw
Cuttin' through your flesh and blood
A bone saw
Even though I give you my all
A bone saw
Cuttin' through you flesh and blood again

Bone Saw
Cuttin' through your flesh and blood
A bone saw
Even though I give you my all
A bone saw
Cuttin' through you flesh and blood again
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Re: Bone Saw

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Bone Saw
Vowl Sounds

River runs wide and the river runs deep
Down the river came the boat that took young Johnny from me
Away he went to far-off lands
With his rifle and Good Book in hand
Will I ever see him again?
Lord, tell it to me plain
Will I ever see him again?
Lord, tell it to me plain

Young Johnny went to war with the cannons roaring overhead
Young Johnny went to war and took some shrapnel in his legs
The old crow, it came to Johnny's ear,
Whispered "Young man, what do you need?"
"Fetch to me a doctor quick, or fetch to me a priest.
Fetch to me a doctor quick, or fetch to me a priest."

The old crow, it said, "I'll fetch a doctor to your side,
But as you know, the saying goes,
I'll scratch your back if you'll scratch mine--
Give to me your fine blue eyes
And I'll fetch the doctor to your side,
Or Johnny boy, we'll both fly far away, far away
Oh, Johnny boy, what do you say?"

So the crow went to the doctor and the doctor said
"Bring to me my bone saw and I'll cut off his legs
Bring to me my bone saw and I'll cut off his legs"

They put a stick in Johnny's jaws so he couldn't bite his tongue
And the bone saw cut through his legs till the cutting, it was done
River runs wide and the river runs deep
I may see Johnny but he won't see me
The river may run but Johnny won't
And I know he won't see me
The river may run but Johnny won't
And I know he won't see me
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Bone Saw

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Bone Saw
by WreckdoM

Hello, I'm the bone saw
I'm the baddest mother scratcher you ever saw
Cut open your chest and remove your heart
There's only one piece, why you take it apart?
Suck the brain right out of your skull
How am I going to listen to Jethro Tull?

Bone Saw

Hello, I'm the bone saw
Big rebel flag on the back of my truck
I'm here to come to discuss politics
In slurs and incomplete sentences
I speak in incomplete sentences

Bone Saw
"perhaps the most offensive and disturbing image I've ever heard in a song" - Hans Gruber
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