Lyrics

[Intro] Okay Far beyond the road Between your house and home There is a churning storm Of hailing burning bones [Verse] Tiny baby cries Little, tiny pawn In a profit gain Tiny baby grows Mother, who's your man? Is he doing what he can? To make a proper home, home By overturning other stones Father, mighty man Loves his little boys Shows them how to kill To save his precious stones, stones Yeah His precious His precious His precious Far beyond the wheel Steers your life around By driving flesh and blood Deep into the ground, ground The ground Driving deep, deep To the ground Far beyond the wheel Steers your life around By driving flesh and blood Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Heeeeyyyyyyy Heeeeyyyyyyy Heeeeyyyyyyy Heeeeyyyyyyy ... Now slow it down