The Crawling Hand

The crawling hand of Albert Simon
Crawling in the dead of the night
The crawling hand of young Albert
Crawling and it's not right
He lost his head when he lost his hand
And now he seeks revenge
On who? He don't care
It's all the same to him
The crawling hand is creeping

Crawling after you
The crawling hand of Albert Simon
It's out there, it's out there
A parlor trick gone awry
Amateur magic has gone tragic
Party guest scream in terror
Why Albert? Why? Why?
The crawling hand of Mister Simon
Out to seek revenge anyway it can
On who? It don't care
It's all the same to him
All the same
He should have juggled apples
Or tennis balls or oranges
Only a fool juggles carving knives
It's his own damn fault
Why Albert? Why?
The crawling hand of Albert Simon
Crawling in the dead of the night
The crawling hand of young Albert
And it's not right. It's not right



Credits
Writer(s): Jad Fair, Samuel Locke Ward
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