Eric Erdman

Lyrics

Ordinance
(by Eric Erdman)

Her name should be Ordinance

Told me "Once upon a time's" are so overdone
Only good for sighting in artillery
She said she always reads books without beginning at chapter 1
Her way of making every story a mystery

Her name should be Ordinance

There's still a few pieces of Jesus she hasn't torn to shreds
with her concussive thud of a smirk
There's still a few pieces of Jesus beneath her clang and whirr
And given the shrapnel in her wink and nod
I bet even Jesus is thanking God
That there's still a few pieces of Jesus left

Her name should be Ordinance

She has a tattoo tacked across her back
It's the little archer with cherub wings
But trust me that less about romance and more ballistics
She could shatter every Scrabble tile in the box if she opened her mouth to sing
But she knows it's not about what you earn but what you solicit

Her name should be Ordinance

There's still a few pieces of Jesus she hasn't torn to shreds
with her concussive thud of a smirk
There's still a few pieces of Jesus beneath her clang and whirr
And given the shrapnel in her wink and nod
I bet even Jesus is thanking God
That there's still a few pieces of Jesus left

Her name should be Ordinance