Grave Robber Lyrics - Ironiclast - The Damned Things

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 

Till my cask is a casket 

And I've righted all my wrongs 

And I've righted all 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 labors 

Lost what I've found 

In the feedback and chemicals 

We're growing mold 

On the fruits of our labors 

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