Idle hands

I’ve been dreaming ´bout this angel
I keep hidden in my basement
And with a hammer I slammed
All of her teeth right out
She always gives good head now

I’ve been dreaming ´bout this angel
I keep locked up in my basement
And with a knife I made her smile
Widen from ear to ear
She’s always happy to see me now

Oh, to hear her pleading for her saviour
Oh, to watch her in her labours
Oh’ she just don’t see the favours
A piece of heaven made with idle hands
A piece of heaven made with idle hands

I’ve been dreaming ´bout this angel
I keep shackled in my basement
But her gurgles and red bubbles
Don’t make any sense to me
Women’s always been a mystery

‘Lemme tell you ´bout this angel
Which keep messing up my basement
Oh, crimson rains and the stains
Will never go out again
Mama! Mama?

Oh, to hear her pleading for her saviour
Oh, to watch her in her labours
And she just don’t see my favours
A piece of heaven made with idle hands
A piece of heaven made with idle hands

Arms

A thousand years

Born to lose

Dogs

Four

Idle hands

Fever

Roadtrain song

Bad

Birth

Ship of tears

The waltz

Mr Evangelist

Girls on film

Words

Rocket to the moon