From Swallows’ In the Shadow of the Seven Stars
Wrecking Ball
About Wrecking Ball
DATE: Thursday, February 12, 1891
LOCATION: Whitechapel High Street, East End, London
SCENE: A violent killer readies for another night of mayhem in Whitechapel, London, imagining the very real impacts of his actions on the citizens of the city. He sees himself as a great actor playing a celebrated role, creating chaos and terror onstage before interacting offstage with London’s social elite, who make toasts to his successes and embrace him as one of their own. He delights in his notoriety as he makes his way down Whitechapel High Street on a night when a prostitute named Frances Coles is unfortunate enough to cross paths with a killer.
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The word is on the street tonight, tonight, tonight
The dogs are at my feet tonight, tonight
It’s a meager thing to solve tonight, tonight, tonight
Let the world evolve tonight, tonight
The queen don’t know where the winds will blow
Through the gaslit streets where the ripper sows
Let the bridges burn and the towers fall
Give ‘em one more blow with a wrecking ball
Gonna start a fight tonight, tonight, tonight
Gonna set things right tonight, tonight
Gonna break some balls tonight, tonight, tonight
Kick the stooges in their stalls tonight
A pound of flesh for a pound of gold
Gonna raise my glass to the prophets of the coming age
Better take your bow at the Albert Hall
Gotta make your rounds through the victory ball
You’re gonna wanna grab a seat by the window, in the front row
Watch the sky burn bright in the glow of this burning rage
Let ‘em feel what they wanna feel
Let ‘em squeal if they wanna squeal
Watch the dogs as they lick the blood off this grisly stage
Gonna draw some blood tonight, tonight, tonight
Drag their entrails through the mud tonight, tonight
Gonna count to ten tonight, tonight, tonight
Let the piggies from their pens tonight, tonight
Gonna take my bow at the Albert Hall
Make one more round through the victory ball
‘Cause the queen don’t know where the winds will blow
Give it one last whack with a wrecking ball
No, the queen don’t know where the winds will blow
Give it one more whack with a wrecking ball
© 2013 Crandall
Performers:
Aaron Kerr – Bass
Brett Hansen – Electric Guitar
Jeff Crandall – Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Piano
Justin DeLeon – Drums
Tyson Allison – Electric Guitars