The Hand 歌词

My hand, My hand, My hand, My hand, My haaand, Why'd I put in the guillotine? Why'd I put in the guillotine? I don't know, Our days are rows, My hand Fingers cut in half My hand Ball sweat and b and c and c Tendons severed! My hand My hand My hand My hand,My hand,My hand, Hand! (laughter) You aren't going to crawl from me, are ya? No,you're not. Don't you crawl away from me Don't you crawl no no no no Look ,nickel, nickel I ain't going to put in the guillotine again (laughter) My hand My hand My hand My hand (laughter) Here they are,four figers, Look you done to me My hand (moaning) Ladies thouse are precious, Teachers don't work Here we go I don't have to play with that hand anymore I can just, I'll will just I'll keep in the my pants pocket That's all I carry aroud with me It's little so don't matter I can still pet the dog with it Damn you guillotine Who hould have thought a guillotine could a have done somethings like this? I have in the closet ,and another thing I thought I would to it again My hand It's never able to work again Ladies thouse are precious, Teachers don't work Here we go It's never able to work again . Don't you crawl away from me (Don't you crawl away from me) Gonna scratch some hands Sit here in my pocket Let's be good friends Come on msn Come on just (laughter) No I may not be angry I can suture I can some stitches , I can sew you togther Give it away to men to shake hands And call it buddy My hand It's never able to work again Your hand is uselees now It's never able to work again