Lyric The Anvil Song

Lose your coat and roll your sleeves
This is demolition time
Inventions full of spit and blood
With blinders for the faint of heart
Fortune s ashes crowd this map
But if I lose, well I don t care
As long as I get good and gone

Let the anvil break
Steal door lies into a whisper
Now who can wait for the perfect fit
I m hearing the anvil sing
I m hearing the anvil sing

Machine he took a picture of
Of himself for children s walls
For forty miles the word went out
That he would someday drown us all
Deep inside this vodka clear

But if I lose then I don t care
As long as I get good and gone

Let the anvil break
Steal door lies into a whisper
Now who can wait for the perfect fit
I m hearing the anvil sing
I m hearing the anvil sing

Let the anvil break
Steal door lies into a whisper
This is demolition time
And if I lose, well I don t care
I m hearing the anvil sing
I m hearing the anvil sing