Lullaby for the Working Class

Honey, Drop the Knife

Lullaby for the Working Class

I mumble my aggression
Better yet, I harbour it inside
So line up for your penance
Drop your clothes for forgiveness

Backs turned
We're both sideswiped


Honey please put the knife away...
Honey please drop the knife for me

You go to yourself for advice
In hopes that you will reconcile your hope
You pocket all your sympathy
And use it all to sharpen up your blades

With our backs turned
We're both sideswiped

Honey would you put the knife away?
Honey would you put the knife away?