Slow Hand

Lyrics

Sheep's peaches always turn up ripe what I'd give to kill the whole herd I never realized what it was we had to (find/fight) Then it all came around came crashing into the ground - So I look it straight in the eye See my hand through the other side To shove shove shove Shove it into the ground There'll be a time when I'll be around again There'll be a time when I'll be around again I'll be around Running time - spitting tunnels - roll me a smoke home suckers on the couch Roll me up the hill into the ground Release the mush strand by strand My slow hand My slow hand Singed my brow trying to hide from my godhead My godhead My godhead This tower of leisure is a bloody holiday A bloody holiday So the bastard pleads to a breath and says Release the vein - there'll be a time when I'll be around again Slow motion weasel teases my stomach I need a helmet to smash my pain It'll come once again heavy hand will crush the earth at horns day inn Release the mush strand by strand my slow hand Should the monkey choose to swing I'm sure it would thump me on my godhead Should the same old thing come around I'm sure the feathered tongue will be the one to lick the weasel's leg