Is That Your Hand? lyrics
by The Jesus Lizard
I foresee it uncrowded
I expect shortsighted
I predict infection
I forecast them stupid
I bet they will never ever
Come in here again
My teeth came to pieces
When I spoke to Jesus
I know what peace is
We don’t have
That crap at home
I foresee it crowded
I expect shortsighted
I predict infection
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid