The Meat Of A Leg Joint Lyrics

Gaza The Meat Of A Leg Joint

The sky was gray and you were a small child without bones
in your arms. Now you’re a man who died propped up
against a fence in the shadow of your favorite bible
story. Still without bones in your arms. A mourning
husband with a pistol in his hand. He will smile at you
with the meat of a leg joint in his teeth.