HOW MANY JAWS?
by Al Rose © 2016 Wheel See Music (ASCAP)

How many jaws make a bite?

Things are so wrong that they almost feel right

The bruises are blooming tonight

It’s almost like springtime in the garden of fight


The glass was swept under the rug

The plans that we had made a thundering thud

The blanket was under the gun

Take cover beneath all the layers of love


How many laws make it wrong?

Things are so weak that I almost feel strong

The cuts are beginning to heal

But that doesn’t matter / The scars are so real


Sweep the evidence under the rug

The burden of proof made a thundering thud

The crime was committing the thug

But the laws that were broken were worth all the blood


How many jaws make a bite?

Things are so wrong that they almost feel right

The bruises are blooming tonight

It’s almost like springtime in the garden of fight


Things just dried up when they emptied the pool

But you let me dive in like an Olympian fool

I cut like knife / Didn’t make me no splash

The water was gone / An Olympian crash


The shouts were swept under the rug

The shadows released made a thundering thud

The whispers delivered the hug

All the secrets we told were all covered in mud


So Take cover beneath all the layers of love

Take cover beneath all the layers of love