House of Broken Bones Songtext
von James Gordon

Let me introduce myself you might have heard of me
The biggest bastard you′ll ever meet
The ego has landed, the golden god cometh
The man, the myth, the legend, the dream

You've been letting your mouth run a little too much
You′ve delivered your own eulogy
But you can think of death as the lesser of two evils
When the only other option is me

When you get to the other side and they ask you how you came
Tell them I sent you, they'll know the name

Welcome home, come on in, to the house of broken bones
You've got a permanent reservation for the worst pain you′ve ever known
With your glass-jaw grin and paper thin skin, squeezing the blood from the stone
If you swing for the king and miss you′ll wake up in the house of broken bones


You say if you were me you'd think about running
You know how to make a man like me weep
But if I were you, you′d be much better looking
Son there are no other men like me

I've been called a sinner, a devil, a disaster
But everyone′s been led astray
I'm more saintly than any man you care to name
When people see me coming they pray

When you get to the other side and they ask you how you came
Tell them I sent you, they′ll know the name

Welcome home, come on in, to the house of broken bones
You've got a permanent reservation for the worst pain you've ever known
With your glassjaw grin and paper thin skin, squeezing the blood from the stone
If you swing for the king and miss you′ll wake up in the house of broken bones

There′ll be tears before bedtime, better dry your eyes
'Cause I am what goes bump in the night
You can leave here easy or leave horizontal
Your next of kin can kiss your arse goodbye


Welcome home, come on in, to the house of broken bones
You′ve got a permanent reservation for the worst pain you've ever known
With your glassjaw grin and paper thin skin, squeezing the blood from the stone
If you swing for the king and miss you′ll wake up in the house of broken bones