Music by kim thayil
Hands all over the eastern border
You know what? I think we're falling
From composure
Hands all over western culture
Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures
Got my arms around baby brother
Put your hands away
Your gonna kill your mother, kill your mother
And I love her
Hands all over the coastal waters
The crew men thank her
Then lay down their oily blanket
Hands all over the inland forest
In a striking motion trees fall down
Like dying soldiers
Hands all over the peasants daughter
She's our bride
She'll never make it out alive
Hands all over words I utter
Change them into what you want to
Like balls of clay
Put your hands away
Your gonna kill your mother
And I love her
Words by chris cornell Music by kim thayil Hands all over the eastern border You know what? I think we're falling From composure Hands all over western culture Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures Got my arms around baby brother Put your hands away Your gonna kill your mother, kill your mother And I love her Hands all over the coastal waters The crew men thank her Then lay down their oily blanket Hands all over the inland forest In a striking motion trees fall down Like dying soldiers Hands all over the peasants daughter She's our bride She'll never make it out alive Hands all over words I utter Change them into what you want to Like balls of clay Put your hands away Your gonna kill your mother And I love her Explain Request ×
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