Sledgehammer

The sledgehammer of this very, very, very fine world Hits a cold darner, that'll never, ever, ever find warmth The sledgehammer of this very, very beautiful world Sits in the arms of a princess in a holding cell on the ground floor The flame guard that I bought in the rocky, hot town Is nothing compared to the herbs that were stolen from the ground The icebergs and precious metals that have helped me on the way Means nothing to the birds who are squawking that I'm not pulling my weight