assault and battery lyrics – jones howard

the lives were taken
for feasts at the table
a life of misery
ending with a shock

brutal murder (brutal murder)
all hands to the slaughter
m*ss torture
all hands to the knife

and i can hear the screams
with the knife, the jolt, the wring
they must follow in our dreams
carrying a twisted sting

children’s stories with their farmyard favourites
at the table in a different disguise

don’t talk to me of health
or something someone else will do
we’re talking about the act
of taking life for me and you
and i hear their screams

/ jones howard lyrics