Graverobber

I got caught dragging the scraps from the heap
By the junkyard dogs
They won’t leave me alone, no
'Cause I went for the pearl
They keep in the mouth of the pig
But he won’t let it go No he won’t let it go So I broke the lock to the vault
Where they buried my child
But he won’t stay alive
No, he can’t be revived
So don’t push me I said I was leaving
I just wanted to stick my hands
Up the shirts of the grieving
Graverobber, you can’t take me home
I don’t care what nobody says, lord
That’s my bed on the side of the road
Graverobber, your hands are getting cold
We take another drink of the dust that don’t just blow, it pours
Straight from the veins of the ghost of our lord
And it won’t be long until my cask is a casket
And I’ve righted my wrongs, I’ve righted my wrongs
Graverobber, you can’t take me home
I don’t care what nobody says, lord
That’s my bed on the side of the road
Graverobber, your hands are getting cold
I lost what I’ve found
In the feedback and chemicals
We’re growing mold on the fruits of our labours
I lost what I’ve found
In the feedback and chemicals
We’re growing mold on the fruits of our labours
I go back to the well
With my head in my hands
And my tail between my legs
I go back to the well
With my head in my hands
And my tail between my legs
Graverobber, you can’t take me home
I don’t care what nobody says, lord
That’s my bed on the side of the road
Graverobber, your hands are getting cold