Grapes Of Wrath Jewel In The Hand
New days come in to break the spell away reality rains down on your parade the closet skeletons all rattle on throw in the towel before you've got to run Jewel in the hand a lump of fired sand don't feed the (fathers) (starving from his sand) ? ? ? ? pay the price there's all the time you want to do it twice the cards before the hall so fall in line and save away a chill of summertime Jewel in the hand a lump of fired sand don't feed the (fathers) (starving from his sand) Behind the year to year's a little crack put and drips and runs onto the crack new days come in to break the spell away reality rains on your parade Jewel in the hand a lump of fired sand don't feed the (fathers) (starving from his sand)