Jawbone And The Air-rifle Lyrics - Fall

The rabbit killer left his home for the club 

And said goodbye to his infertile spouse 

Carried air rifle and firm stock of wood 

Carried night-site telescope light 

A cemetery overlooked clough valley of mud 

And the grave-keeper was out on his rounds 

Yellow-white shirt buried in duffle coat hood 

Keeping edges out with mosaic color stones 

Jawbone and the air rifle 

Who would think they would bring harm? 

Jawbone and the air rifle 

One is cursed and one is borne 

The air rifle lets out a mis-placed shot 

It smashed a chip off a valued tomb 

Grave-keeper tending wreath-roots said 

"Explain, move into the light of the moon" 

"I thought you were rabbit prey, or a loose sex criminal" 

Rifleman he say "Y'see I get no kicks anymore 

From wife or children four 

There's been no war for forty years 

And getting drunk fills me with guilt 

So after eight, I prowl the hills 

Eleven o'clock, I'm too tired to fuck 

Y'see I've been laid off work" 

The grave-keeper said 

"You're out of luck 

And here is a jawbone caked in muck 

Carries the germ of a curse 

Of the Broken Brothers Pentacle Church 

Formed on a Scotch island 

To make you a bit of a man" 

Jawbone and the air rifle 

Who would think they would bring harm? 

Jawbone and the air rifle 

One is cursed and one is warm 

The rabbit killer did not eat for a week 

And no way he can look at meat 

No bottle has he anymore 

It could be his mangled teeth 

He sees jawbones on the street 

Advertisements become carnivores 

And roadworkers turn into jawbones 

And he has visions of islands, heavily covered in slime 

The villagers dance round pre-fabs 

And laugh through twisted mouths 

Don't eat 

It's disallowed 

Suck on marrowbones and energy from the mainland 

Jawbone and the air rifle 

Who would think they would bring harm? 

Jawbone and the air rifle 

One is cursed and one is gone