Walkabouts Lyrics of the Bones Of Contention track

Well the fires are tended

And my blood it just boils

(Hey there pass your hat)

And the fruits of hard labor

Have been drowned in snake oil

(Hey there pass your hat)



The dead are thin

Their houses fat

Once you steal you can't give back

From the scaffold greed explodes

Down to nothing

Down where nothing brings you down



Well we've all been to heaven

And we've all been to hell

(Hey there pass your hat)

And the door-to-door salesmen there

Have nothing left to sell

(Hey there pass your hat)



And the poison you choose

Is the source of my confusion

And I spend all my time

Trying to figure what you're using



Well the bones of contention

Are at the top of your stairs

(Hey there pass your hat)

And they'll shake and they'll rattle

'Til somebody cares

(Hey there pass your hat)



The dead are thin

Their houses fat

Once you steal you can't give back

From the scaffold greed explodes

Down to nothing

Down where nothing brings you down



And the poison you choose

Is the source of my confusion

And I spend all my time

Trying to figure what you're using



Please pass your hat x5

Won't you pass your hat



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