Fiery Gun Hand

Fiery Gun Hand Lyrics

Sacred patience and a short silence
And we will be sure as eggs is eggs that
Jesus'll hold his fiery hand to the gun

And together we'll blow him to the ends of the earth
To the ends of the earth
See he has no lines on the sore palms of his hands
On the palms of his hands

He went off dead
He went off dead with his hands with his
Big gun fire hand
Big gun fire hand in his mouth in his hand
And puts a big gun up inside of his mouth and he
Fires till he cries
A bullet his gullet and he fires till he cries
Up inside till he...

Click! Run!

"Hello sir, I'm in a tango in a different timing
I will never lose my anger, I haven't got a secret
Secrets are in my secret box down my avenue
Suck away my tiny dress
I'm cleaner than a filthy mess!
Cleaner than a big mess!"

Sacred patience and a short silence
And we will be sure as eggs is eggs that
Jesus'll hold his fiery hand to the gun

And together we'll blow him to the ends of the earth
To the ends of the earth
See he has no lines on the sore palms of his hands
On the palms of his...

"Hello sir, I'm in a tango in a different timing
I will never lose my anger, I haven't got a secret
Secrets are in my secret box down my avenue
Suck away my tiny dress I'm cleaner than a filthy mess!
Cleaner than a big mess!"