Bull-Hammer

from Chances Are by Fire Chief Charlie

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lyrics

Sing us a song about Bull-Hammer
It’s a good one, make it up son
He took all the teeth from the cadavers
Of bad men who broke the law

Below his shadow grown folks would cower
Their hearts beating like cowards’
In fifteen minutes he’d swim two channels
With his hands tied to his gun

Don’t you know the model is run?
Summer day ladies won’t have such stuff
Don’t you know the people want love?
Love? Love?

Could he be gentle, that Bull-Hammer?
We ask with optimism
He chased off the blues with great fields of lavender flowers and his vision

Don’t you know the formula’s done?
All the old tappers have heard enough
Don’t you know the people want more?
More? More?

Now I say:
Go and leave your wagons at home
There’s no fire
Go and leave you ladders at home
There’s no desire for hire

Soon the distraction of his bloody action
Forced a mean streak through the media
Who needs protection from dentured criminals?
And who’s sleeping with the dentist?

Don’t you know the song’s gotten cold?
Plastic cab fellows don’t want that fluff
When everybody’s falling in love
Love, Love

Go and leave your heartache at home
You’re full of desire to go higher
Go and leave that bad day alone
You’re full of desire

We all along have loved Bull-Hammer
The tough lug giving bear hugs
To all the people who scamp and scatter
Like ants under the rug