Can’t Stick Em

Album cover art for "Can’t Stick Em" by Bear Hands

Bear Hands - Pop

Can’t Stick Em

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Well the fork couldn't stick 'em and the knife couldn't cut him So they threw him in the dog pen and locked up the shutter When they took him to the saw mill, the saw he broke Oh, he's as strong as an ox and as wide as a moat But by night it's always the same he's like I wanna go home And go home Well he's going out hunting in his fine fur coat Oh, he's whistling a tune that his mother wrote When you see a grey goose you're a lucky man That's metal in your pocket, it's grease in the p-p-p-pan But by night it's always the same he's like I wanna go home And go home Go home And go home I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go I wanna see the fire g-, fire g-go I've got so bad with loosing the blues It's holding me back when I'm in the mood The successful part of me has died several times And still I dance for you

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Writers
  • Andy States