Oh no it's filking again...
This time I've been playing too much Hardspace: Shipbreaker, a spaceship demolition game set in a dystopian corporate future. So it's a good fit for space bluegrass...
I Am A Man with Constant Splitsaw (Oh Cutter, Where Art Thou?)
I am a man with constant splitsaw
I've been cutting all my days
I bid farewell to another Javelin
The kind where I was born and raised
(The kind where he was born and raised!)
For six long years,
I've been in trouble
No treasure here,
Off Earth I've found
For in this world
I'm bound to fumble
Got too much debt for breathing now
You can bury me in some container
For many years, there I may lay
Then you may want to clone another
While I am sleeping in my grave
(While he is sleeping in his grave!)
Maybe your friends think
I'm just a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But, there is one promise that is given,
We'll meet when flowers bloom once more
(You'll meet when flowers bloom once more!)
I Am A Man with Constant Splitsaw (Oh Cutter, Where Art Thou?)
I am a man with constant splitsaw
I've been cutting all my days
I bid farewell to another Javelin
The kind where I was born and raised
(The kind where he was born and raised!)
For six long years,
I've been in trouble
No treasure here,
Off Earth I've found
For in this world
I'm bound to fumble
Got too much debt for breathing now
You can bury me in some container
For many years, there I may lay
Then you may want to clone another
While I am sleeping in my grave
(While he is sleeping in his grave!)
Maybe your friends think
I'm just a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But, there is one promise that is given,
We'll meet when flowers bloom once more
(You'll meet when flowers bloom once more!)