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
Yeah, into vultures
Got my arms around
Baby brother
Put your hands away
You're gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother
Kill your mother
And I love her, yeah
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
Yeah, dying soldiers
Got my arms around
Baby brother
Put your hands away
You're gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother
Kill your mother
And I love her, yeah
I love her
I love her
Hands all over
The peasant's 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
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
Yeah, into vultures
Got my arms around
Baby brother
Put your hands away
You're gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother
Kill your mother
And I love her, yeah
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
Yeah, dying soldiers
Got my arms around
Baby brother
Put your hands away
You're gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother
Kill your mother
And I love her, yeah
I love her
I love her
Hands all over
The peasant's 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
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