Testo Hands All Over

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

Yeah, put your hands away
Put your hands away
Gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother
Gonna kill your mother
And I love her
I love her
I love her
I love her
And she loves me