lyrics revisited

Bow Weir and Ratdog "Ashes & Glass" , if you have never had the pleasure...make an attempt, the version on ratdogs live album is best.


What if all tomorrow brings is ashes and glass
And I can't tell you child, "This too shall pass"
If all the world were windswept cold and grey
And in the end there's nothing left to say

If all the silicone, best laid plans
Became the master and the fall of man
If all the world were baked to hard red clay
It's not so far from where we are today
Ah well anyway

Come on darlin, let's swing n sway
Daddy gonna find us a better way
And if that better way don't float
Daddy gonna find us a tighter boat
And if that tighter boat don't sail
Grab a bucket, babe, and start to bail
And if that bucket spring a leak
Little miss, we're up the creek

What if fire come raining on the hills
And mountains made of rusting Coupe de Villes
And all God's children find themselves alone
And all the poets took to throwing stones
Guess we're on our own, no way out and no way home

Come on child, we can sing
Daddy gonna grab that ole brass ring
And if that ole brass ring don't fit
Daddy gonna get to fixin it
And if that ole brass ring stay broke
Daddy gonna buy you a billy goat
And if that billy goat don't bark
Give that goat the ole kick start

What if all tomorrow brings is ashes and glass
And I can't tell you child, "This too shall pass"
If those four horsemen can't be turned away
And everyone's too paralyzed to pray

Too paralyzed to pray
And the jury's out on judgement day
And there ain't nothing left to say
Nothing left to say

Come on darlin, we can fly
Daddy got a stack of alibis
An alibi shot full of holes
Little miss, let's rock n roll
And if that roll takes us to France
Teach them froggies how to dance
But keep on dancin sing the tune
Cuz We'll be dancin all around the moon
And if that big ole moon go bust
ashes to ashes babe n dust to dust
Maybe it's time for one last rave
And we'll be dancing on our own graves'
On our own graves