40 Fingers
We've got 40 dirty, little fingers
And they've got 40 filthies on their mind
They will say the things that make you
Shiver
In the summertime
They will pick at your mind
They've got cat's eyes
Grace on the middle
(Punch it out!)
If you've got a problem
Punch it out!
Take me to the chorus, go
Little bones, little bones
They want you to take us home
Little bones, little bones
They want you to feed me
They want you to save me
They're dressed in black and they know where they want you
They want you to bring them bones
(So if you can)
Punch it out!
If you've got a problem
Punch it out!
Take me to the chorus, go
Little bones, little bones
They want you to take us home
(Yeah)
Little bones, little bones
They want you to feed me
So give me what you can
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
Get out of your car and be a man
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
'Cause there's no one in charge here
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
Get out of your car and be a man
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
How can you call yourself a man?
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
Why do you call yourself a man?
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
And they've got 40 filthies on their mind
They will say the things that make you
Shiver
In the summertime
They will pick at your mind
They've got cat's eyes
Grace on the middle
(Punch it out!)
If you've got a problem
Punch it out!
Take me to the chorus, go
Little bones, little bones
They want you to take us home
Little bones, little bones
They want you to feed me
They want you to save me
They're dressed in black and they know where they want you
They want you to bring them bones
(So if you can)
Punch it out!
If you've got a problem
Punch it out!
Take me to the chorus, go
Little bones, little bones
They want you to take us home
(Yeah)
Little bones, little bones
They want you to feed me
So give me what you can
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
Get out of your car and be a man
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
'Cause there's no one in charge here
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
Get out of your car and be a man
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
How can you call yourself a man?
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
But that's impossible
Why do you call yourself a man?
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la...
Credits
Writer(s): Allan David Vest, Andy Lawrence Nunez
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