Iron John

Mercy lives in a shop that sells the gold

Every morning she puts her hard hat on

To work a long day

That will shift through the night

Working on a heart of gold

Following a vein

Chipping through a cast iron lung

To free that heart of gold

Iron John

Iron John

Iron John

He's so strong

Iron John

He's so strong

Father's tears were never shown

They hid in her imagination

Like a punch drunk fighter

But she kept the score

Mother may she have some more

It helps her to remember

Iron John

Iron John

Iron John

He's so strong

Iron John

Iron John

He's so strong

Fathom

The anchor drops

And the chain follows

Ringing through the widening

Deep deeper deepening

As it passes through the forthless of oblivion

Passed no trespassing signs

Through barbed wire

And sleeping piles of dead cars

Floating stray thoughts

Pump and puff

Their pace making dirge

We know you you're the voyeur