Fist Of The Universe

verseLike all life forms
I am a student of time
Most of it is spent
Avoiding the fist of the universe

Survival ain’t glory
Survival ain’t grace
It’s luck on a slick step
And a form with your name

I study the ceiling
I memorize the floor
I learn what not to touch
Then the wall grows a door

verseYou step on a trap
The trap was spiked
The spikes were poisoned
The poison was deadly

You fall in a pit
The pit had teeth
The teeth were hungry
For the tender beneath

pre-chorusNo final speech
No holy light
No big reveal
No last goodnight

Just one more question
Before you go
Do you want your possessions identified?

chorusWe all get our turn in the barrel
You don’t always get to say farewell
Like bouncing off Titanic’s propeller
Or catching a ricochet like Old Yeller

We all get our turn in the barrel
Sometimes heaven rings a dinner bell
You can keep your lucky little umbrella
But you can’t stop the falling anvil

verseCops kick down the wrong door
And you reach for your phone
They yell “drop the gun”
Just a skosh worse than Home Alone

Wrong place, wrong pajamas
Wrong moon, wrong star
Wrong hand in the darkness
Wrong end of the law

verseHow about a wee bacteria
The flesh-eating kind
Or maybe some boring worms
Making tunnels in your mind

One loose rung on a ladder
One bad grape in the bunch
One sneeze near the wood chipper
One suspicious little crunch

pre-chorusNo final speech
No holy light
No big reveal
No last goodnight

Just one more question
Before you go
Do you want your possessions identified?

chorusWe all get our turn in the barrel
You don’t always get to say farewell
Like bouncing off Titanic’s propeller
Or catching a ricochet like Old Yeller

We all get our turn in the barrel
Sometimes heaven rings a dinner bell
You can keep your lucky little umbrella
But you can’t stop the falling anvil

breakdownFist says “lock and load”
Right on time as foretold
You can run and hide
Here comes hungry and cold

Dog bited
Freshly smited
Nothing new
Unexcited

Dog bited
Freshly smited
Same old doom
Reignited

bridgeFist of the universe
I give you the finger
If I’m gonna be smited
Let my memory linger

Fist of the universe
Come swing your little hammer
If I’m going under
I’m going out with bad grammar

final chorusWe all get our turn in the barrel
You don’t always get to say farewell
Like bouncing off Titanic’s propeller
Or catching a ricochet like Old Yeller

We all get our turn in the barrel
Sometimes heaven rings a dinner bell
You can keep your lucky little umbrella
But you can’t stop the falling anvil

outroLike all life forms
I am a student of time
Most of it is spent
Avoiding the fist of the universe

No final speech
No holy light
No big reveal
No last goodnight

Just one more question
Before you go
Do you want your possessions identified?