Bone of Contention Lyrics

And you grabbed it by the hand
And he pulled and pulled 'till 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

Death by his own hands
When the black cat crossed his path and stayed
As close as the tattoo
It never fades

For the Saturday morning man
The lots have all been cast
The joke's 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
(x4)
And the bone of contention
Has all our attention
The bone of contention
Was all our invention

And the bone of contention
Has all our attention

I'm gonna burn the playhouse down
(The bone of contention)
Come on 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
(The bone of contention)
Down, down, down, down