The Anvil Song Lyrics - Walkabouts

Lose your coat and roll your sleeves 

This is demolition time 

Inventions full of spit and blood 

With blinders for the faint of heart 

Fortune's ashes crowd this map 

But if I lose, well I don't care 

As long as I get good and gone 

Let the anvil break 

Steal door lies into a whisper 

Now who can wait for the perfect fit 

I'm hearing the anvil sing 

I'm hearing the anvil sing 

Machine he took a picture of 

Of himself for children's walls 

For forty miles the word went out 

That he would someday drown us all 

Deep inside this vodka clear 

But if I lose then I don't care 

As long as I get good and gone 

Let the anvil break 

Steal door lies into a whisper 

Now who can wait for the perfect fit 

I'm hearing the anvil sing 

I'm hearing the anvil sing 

Let the anvil break 

Steal door lies into a whisper 

This is demolition time 

And if I lose, well I don't care 

I'm hearing the anvil sing 

I'm hearing the anvil sing