Spirit Of The West - Bone Of Contention lyrics

And he grabbed it by the hand and he pulled and pulled 'til someone pushed and then he fell on the front page of America And all the bright stars came out and shone in his defense Rehabilitation - What a joke Is it off to Betty Ford for the handy bloke And the bone of contention has all our attention The bone of contention was all our invention Gonna burn the playhouse down d**h by his own hand When the black cat crossed his path and stayed As close as the tattoo that never fades For the Saturday morning man, the laughs have all been canned The jokes no longer with him It's about him, at him, on him And the bone of contention has all our attention The bone of contention was all our invention You pull your wire, they stack the pyre We light the fire You pull your wire, they stack the pyre We light the fire You pull your wire, they stack the pyre We light the fire You pull your wire, they stack the pyre We light the fire And the bone of contention has all our attention The bone of contention was all... The bone of contention has all our attention (I'm gonna burn the playhouse down) The bone of contention (C'mon and burn the playhouse down) has all our attention (I'm gonna burn the playhouse down) The bone of contention (I'm gonna burn the playhouse down) has all our attention (down, down, down, down)