Hands Out of My Pocket Songtext
von Cold Chisel

She′s standing on the corner
And she looks so all alone
And she sacrifices her money
To a god she doesn't know

"Go repent", said the preacher
With his hand stuck in your pocket
Once you buy, you soon find out
There is no way
There is no way to stop him

Yeah, she wants to marry Krishna
And she′s in the bathroom, locked
The ceremony was pretty long
But the honeymoon was short


And "go repent", said the preacher
With his hands stuck in your pocket
When you find the Lord, you soon find out
There is no way
There is no way to stop him

Now, the high priest could've seen her
But she got too hot to handle
He made her mother settle out of court
And incensed lit the candle

"Don't lose faith", said the preacher
With his hands stuck in your pocket
When you find the Lord, you soon find out
There is no way to stop him

"Did you find the Lord?" the preacher
With your hands back in your pocket
Keep your hands out of my pocket