Iron John

Mercy lives in a shop that sells the gold Every morning she puts her hard hat on To work a long day That will shift through the night Working on a heart of gold Following a vein Chipping through a cast iron lung To free that heart of gold Iron John Iron John Iron John He's so strong Iron John He's so strong Father's tears were never shown They hid in her imagination Like a punch drunk fighter But she kept the score Mother may she have some more It helps her to remember Iron John Iron John Iron John He's so strong Iron John Iron John He's so strong Fathom The anchor drops And the chain follows Ringing through the widening Deep deeper deepening As it passes through the forthless of oblivion Passed no trespassing signs Through barbed wire And sleeping piles of dead cars Floating stray thoughts Pump and puff Their pace making dirge We know you you're the voyeur