since when,
you been a backroom betty?
with the sleeves rolled up
and the gunmetal sweaty
and the handyman's ready
just to coruscate baby
and you snake charmer shake it for him

you took it on a whim?
how convincing...
was he sharkskin swimming
looking for some pretty
and you grandpiano fall from the air
i bet ya said yes twice
'fore the split of a hair
come n' git it lady!

fading in the porch light
haunting like a loose kite
'fore i pulled the lost knife
jailcell scratchin'
carving days into patterns
till i tesselate a tattered, battered
banshee-breathing portrait of you

you wanna have the last laugh
you wanna love me half-mast
you wanna cold cut me
wanna ring metal cuff me
well ya can't come back
less ya take off that sack
lord knows that i bought it for you

feel the cold stone cuttin
lying bare west of the river
on the cold peak rusting
well you can't come back
less you cuss that you love me
better cuss that you love me
no you can't sleep warm tonight

i walked into the cellar
heavy with a blade
smelled the mildewy mattress
lookin' for my maid
it was there that she varied
it was there that she varied
and it's there that he's buried today


Lyrics submitted by anausteregentleman

Brothl Hunting song meanings
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