The Hands

Ah, these nights setting the Christmas trees on fire,
they always end

up with somebody crying, All these nights setting the christmas 

trees on fire they always end up with somebody crying

your buddy's crying

it's always never ending

Now I've got that stare and I'm ready to die,
Now I've got that stare and I'm ready to die.
(I just said it, it must be true)

Explain water to the fish!