Puny Humans versus Glinkle

I've always been a tortured artist Waiting for that perfect canvas The ink began to spill and never stopped Then Glinkle rose from the dunes Lost a hand Lost in sand Waiting for a medic, versus Glinkle Holding my howler All aboard the baggage train Fifty commissions later he still inspires A head of steam committed He severed limbs but not the best ones But still he's such a rude, rude boy Lost a hand Lost in sand Waiting for a medic, versus Glinkle Holding my howler All aboard the baggage train I sit and stare at the string of bodies Holding my withering appendage In the game of wits it's Glinkle everything And puny humans with all the rest Lost a hand Lost in sand Waiting for a medic, versus Glinkle Holding my howler All aboard the baggage train Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals