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LOOK MA NO HANDS
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And Now.... MR WHIPPY! Take It AWAY, Whip.
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Rock - Southern Rock
Charts #7 in subgenre today (peak #4)
Previous peak charts position #52
JESUS OLDMAN
Copyright 2018 ~ JESUS OLDMAN
December 08, 2018
MP3 7.7 MB
320 kbps bitrate
WAV 34.1 MB
3:23 minutes
Story behind the song
I don't wanna say all that, and you don't wanna know.
Lyrics
LOOK MA NO HANDS Well, I don't really know It was so long ago But you left me here And that much I know You know you made me the man I am today I feel and died as you just walked away Well, it was quarter to five Or a quarter to four Heck, it could have been nine I don't know anymore But you made this fool Believe he had a shot Then you walk away laughing Saying "NOT!" Look Ma, No Hands No Life, No Plans, No wife standing by her man The Lord sent me you And you stuffed me into a can The pretty colors swirl on the discotheque floor But I'm not even feeling like dancing no more It's just not the same since you ain't around They're just zombies chewing on a mutant sound And it'll do I suppose For the end of the world 'Cause the Last Days are here And you know it, Girl Yeah I know, I hoped We'd turn it around But you flew the bird And then blew town Look Ma, No Hands No Life, No Plans, No wife standing by her man You pulled me out of the fire Threw me in the frying pan And even when it's Christmas Time I'm out of sort and out of time Yeah what's a brokenhearted fool to do Who, who, who, who Who the hell you think you are? You ran away, you sure went far Was worse than lyin' to my face You lied to my heart Yeah you blew me apart ~Guitar solo~ Look Ma, No Hands No Life, No Plans, No wife standing by her man The Lord sent me you---God Help Me! 'Cause even when it's Christmas Time I'm out of sort and out of time Yeah what's a brokenhearted fool to do Who, who, who, who Who the hell you think you are? You ran away, you sure went far Was worse than lyin' to my face You lied to my heart--- I'll bet even now You a laughin' ho You're the reason why guys Can't stand it no more And God only knows Where it all ends up I only know I said Enough's enough Look Ma, No Hands No Life, No Plans No things I wanted to do You cultivate a dream But I'll never make love to you You made me who I am And a million thanks to you You should have left me to die But you Are A phuckin' Sadist, you bittch, And that's the Truth Copyright 2018 ~ JESUS OLDMAN
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