Type : (lyric)
Amputate
With your lips
And mouth
With your hips
Verse1:
Whatta ya mean
You wouldn�t lend me your hands
Sitting there on your hand grenade.
Whatta ya mean
You wouldn�t lend me some cash
They just dusted your village/
Amputate
With your fists
And mouth
With your hips
Verse2:
Whatta ya mean
You couldn�t take the chance
Sitting in your souped up tank.
Whatta ya mean
You wouldn�t lend me the cash
You just pounded the pity
With pounds of the pity.
I would have turned it around/
Bridge:
Take your one way ticket to hell
But the river is dry so you
better take to the sky
It�s not a holiday
When you�re crashing down
Screaming out of the sky/
Amputate
With your lips
And your mouth
With your fists
Bite the bullet
Twist the tourniquet/
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