Lunch With The Craggy One

As the walls melt down I watch him awaken Phosphorus coat shaking off the sleep The Craggy One is whole But his lair is overgrown with the vile As we’re eating lunch with the craggy one Someone else is pressure washing his cave The derring do and sleight of hand we crush Just to make him leave his pile of bones As the food is served we hear drains get filled As we’re eating lunch with the craggy one Someone else is pressure washing his cave The derring do and sleight of hand we crush Just to make him leave his pile of bones For his cage is all gristle and bone and fraternity rings and all the things that will tie us to his previous meals his cattle and veal I don’t want to go down like that I don’t want to go down As we’re eating lunch with the craggy one Someone else is pressure washing his cave Oh how many more times will this go Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals