Hands on a Hardbody Songtext
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Hands on a Hardbody Songtext
Bare fists and big breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
Bare fists and bigger breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
I don′t believe in mistakes
I I
I don't check the fingerprints at all
I see this place needs a rearrange
I I
I hear the knocking been knocking at your door
Don′t it feel so good
Don't it feel just right
Don't it feel so good
Don′t it feel just
Bug eyed, and red faced
Tattoos and broken knuckles
Bent nose and redder veins
Tattoos on swollen knuckles
I′ve been around for so many days
I I
I've seen a number of men like you before
You all just need to get put in place
I I
I guess it′s something that I just can't ignore
Don′t it feel so good
Don't it feel just right
Don′t it feel so good
No, no, no
Well, it's just not right, no it's just not fair
You waited seventeen years just to end up here
And now your dreams just die dried up in the sand
And my fingers twitch as I move and I stand
Now put your hands in the air
Or put your hands on the hardbody
There′s metal on flesh
There′s blood and dirt on upholstery
So hands in the air
Or put those hands on the hardbody
There's death up above
I let it take what it wants from me
Bare fists and big breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
Bare fists and bigger breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
Barstools and empty bottles
Bare fists and bigger breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
I don′t believe in mistakes
I I
I don't check the fingerprints at all
I see this place needs a rearrange
I I
I hear the knocking been knocking at your door
Don′t it feel so good
Don't it feel just right
Don't it feel so good
Don′t it feel just
Bug eyed, and red faced
Tattoos and broken knuckles
Bent nose and redder veins
Tattoos on swollen knuckles
I′ve been around for so many days
I I
I've seen a number of men like you before
You all just need to get put in place
I I
I guess it′s something that I just can't ignore
Don′t it feel so good
Don't it feel just right
Don′t it feel so good
No, no, no
Well, it's just not right, no it's just not fair
You waited seventeen years just to end up here
And now your dreams just die dried up in the sand
And my fingers twitch as I move and I stand
Now put your hands in the air
Or put your hands on the hardbody
There′s metal on flesh
There′s blood and dirt on upholstery
So hands in the air
Or put those hands on the hardbody
There's death up above
I let it take what it wants from me
Bare fists and big breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
Bare fists and bigger breaks
Barstools and empty bottles
Writer(s): Paul Waller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com