Whitey Hands-Saturday Looks Good To Me

[ti:Whitey Hands] [ar:Saturday Looks Good To Me] [al:fill up the room] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Whitey Hands - Saturday Looks Good To Me [00:21.44]Sing into your hands 'til everybody understands [00:25.21] [00:25.76]Exactly how you feel [00:27.74] [00:31.78]Springs of silver sound dripping from your fingers down [00:35.51] [00:36.40]Dripping from your fingers now [00:38.17] [00:42.30]Hang your armor out [00:44.20]Stretch your arms above the clouds [00:46.01] [00:46.77]Stretch your arms above the clouds [00:49.24] [00:52.86]Let your love be loud [00:54.64]Let your body be a house [00:56.44] [00:57.52]Let your cries drown out the crowds [00:59.88] [01:03.17]Hear your heavy shouts [01:05.14]I can hear you handing down anything you want [01:11.20] [01:13.36]Any handsome oblivious song [01:22.76] [01:24.29]Grinning like a jack-o-lantern [01:25.45]Candy hands on Halloween [01:26.87]The halo hanging round your head [01:28.14]Was just the way it felt [01:29.46]You can make believe it [01:30.46]Or just keep it to yourself [01:31.99]Show it to your mother [01:33.05]Or just throw it down a well [01:34.57]Until it's sticking to your fingers [01:35.99]And the skin around your clitoris [01:37.25]The ever-present evidence for everybody else [01:39.98]Dying with a million little invisible cells [01:42.46]Show it to your lover [01:43.47]Or just throw it down the well [01:45.07]Every wordless voice and what they want to sing to me [01:48.85] [01:49.60]Never said a thing to me [01:51.44] [01:55.91]The billboards made me ill [01:57.59]But I bought it still [01:59.15] [02:00.14]Their nauseating symmetry [02:01.94] [02:05.70]At the end of everything we was [02:13.13] [02:16.36]Hold your hands up [02:19.36] [02:20.48]Let that be our love