Buckethead - The Hand lyrics

My Hand, My Hand, My Hand, My hand, myyyy handd! why'd I put it in the guillotine? why'd I put it in the guillotine? I dont know, Our days are in rows My Hand Fingers cut in half My Hand Bones split to pieces Tendons severed! My Hand My Hand My Hand, My Hand, My Hand Hand! (laughter) You aren't going to crawl away 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 you in the guillotine again (Laughter) My Hand My Hand My Hand my hand (Laughter) Here they are, four fingers, Look what you done to me! My Hand (moaning) Ladies those 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 it in my, I'll keep it in my pants pocket That's all I carry around with me It's little so don't matter I can still pet the dog with it Damn you guillotine Who would have thought a guillotine could have done something like this? I have it in the closet, and another thing, I thought I would do it again My Hand It's never able to work again, Your hand is useless now, It's never able to work again. Ladies those are precious, Teachers don't work Here we go It's never able to work again, Your hand is useless now, It's never able to work again. Don't you crawl away from me again (Don't you crawl away from me again) Gonna scratch some hands Sit here in my pocket, Lets be good friends Come on man Come on just (laughter) No I may not be hungry before I got some, I can suture I can do some stitches, I can sew you together Give it away to men to shake hands And call it buddy My hand It's never able to work again, Your hand is useless now, It's never able to work again.