Finger Back
Bend my finger back (snap)Wrap it in a paper towelBreak a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood batHit me with a canister that's fired while the soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood batHit me like a YankeeLike a son of freedom never as a slave
It's etiquette, you idiotSpend time behind the lineShow sympathy to L.A. where the sun don't ever shineEverybody wants you, but baby you are mineAnd baby, you're not anybody's fool
Bless me with a heart attackA real crise cardiaqueAnd show me where to find the surgeon's knife
Eviscerate me now, hackTake me to my punishmentThe punishment I've needed all my life
Bend my finger back, snapOn and on and on and on with strife
Listen to my bum rap,Listen to the evidence exonerating me from being right.
It's etiquette, you idiotSpend time behind the lineShow sympathy to L.A. where the sun don't ever shineEverybody wants you, but baby you are mineBaby, you're not anybody's fool
I know that I've been wicked and the road to hell is wideCursed by curiosity that made us go insideEveryone was charming, but we took 'em for a rideBaby, you're not anybody's fool
Bend my finger back, snapWrap it in a paper towelBreak a twig in half and set it straight
Hit me with a wood batHit me with a canister that's fired while the soldiers drive away
Bend my finger back (snap)On and on and on and on for days
Hit me with a wood batHit me like a YankeeLike a son of freedom never as a slave.
It's etiquette, you idiotSpend time behind the line,Show sympathy to L.A. where the sun don't ever shineEverybody wants you, but baby you are mineBaby, you're not anybody's fool
The harpsichord is broken and the television's friedThe city's getting hotter like a country in declineEveryone's a coward when you look them in the eyes,But baby, you're not anybody's fool.
Sing next year in JerusalemYou know – the one at W.103RD and Broadway.'Cause this Orthodox girl fell in love with the guy at the falafel shop and why not?Should she have averted her eyes and just stared at the laminated poster of the dome of the rock?
And then blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blooooodAnd then blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, bloooood
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and RyeI don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of generous hearts that couldn't bear to tryI don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die
Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and RyeI don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die