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Ructions
©2007 Gibbens/Weston


Get some serendipity,
You’ll need your nous and gumption.
You won’t survive stupidity
When there’s going to be a ruction.

God help those who help the rest
And devil take the careless.
You’re gonna need nine yards of luck
To get you through this chaos.

Trigger fingers itchy
Just beyond the razor wire.
Check out what’s coming down,
It looks like friendly fire.

Ructions tonight,
You can hear the city howling.
Ructions tonight all right,
You can feel the panthers prowling.

Knock until your knuckles break
And shout until your purple.
Though you keep the dead awake
You’ll never wake some people.
Welcome to the slamming door,
It needs no introduction.
Streets are bare,
Something’s in store.
There’s gonna be some

Ructions tonight,
You can
feel the city stirring.
Ructions tonight all right,
You feel the panthers purring.

Hear the dog pack bark
Around Our Lady of the Needle.
She fills the bowl up to the brim,
Says, Settle down now, children.

Kiss goodbye serenity,
You’ll need your guile and cunning.
From here to eternity
Let’s make silent running.

Ructions tonight,
You can feel the city stirring.
Ructions tonight all right,
You feel the panthers purring.

Ructions tonight.
Ructions tonight all right.

 

 

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