Thunderclaps

Album:Strange House

Watch them speak in thunderclaps

No one more or much as Jack

Its a knock em dead show

Pipes and joints, greased hinge and bone

One more for the slaughterhouse

CHANT
Force from the butcher, machine-like

One mighty hand at shoulder height

Feet tread heavy on black floor,

Look at the breadth of those fingers

One more for the Chopping board ,for the chopping board

CHANT
Cast me in this violent light,
Pull my hands from my eyes

CHANT
Thunderclaps fly through low-light
Jack sits amongst them in the sky
CHANT
Ill pick up this thing
Ill do myself in,
Ill do myself in
Ill do myself in