Bone Of Contention Songtext

Lucinda Williams

von Good Souls Better Angels

Bone Of Contention Songtext
Who's your mother? Where did you come from?
Who's your father? Where were you born?
You're not my brother. You're not my kin
You're not my sister. You're not my fan
You're not my master. I'm not your slave
Evil bastard go back to your grave

You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a thorn in my side
You're the salt in my wound
You're the splinter in my finger
You're the knife in my back
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention

Filthy sin is in your blood
Abomination of all that's good
I saw you walkin' your two-headed dog
And you pretend to worship god
Mathematics and politics
Three sixes and deadly tricks

You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a thorn in my side
You're the salt in my wound
You're the splinter in my finger
You're the knife in my back
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention

You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
You're a bone of contention
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