Grinder's Blues - Poets Of The Fall

Oh my lord, I’m way gone busting knucklebone day in day out, breaking my back

for a way out, but it never pays

And we’re down and dirty we’re the underdogs, hurting for the numbers in the

captain’s logs and his evil ways

And if the man he don’t tell, I see no way out of hell

Light years away from home

Just my demons and I alone

This hammer my key

This mine my wishing well

I gotta find my way out of hell

Oh my lord, I’m tired with the way I’m wired up to grind and hammer and the

bitch called gravity

With my baby back in Memphis, how do you propose we keep doin' this

Sucking up to the mastermind till I’ll lose my sanity

With no more soul to sell, I see no way out of hell

Light years away from home

Just my demons and I alone

This hammer my key

This mine my wishing well

I gotta find my way out of hell

Light years away from home

Just my demons and I alone

This hammer my key

This mine my wishing well

I gotta find my way out of hell

Light years away from home

Just my demons and I alone

This hammer my key

This mine my wishing well

I gotta find my way out of hell