Amputate

With your lips

And mouth

With your hips



Verse1:

Whatta ya mean

You wouldn’t lend me your hands

Sitting there on your hand grenade.

Whatta ya mean

You wouldn’t lend me some cash

They just dusted your village/



Amputate

With your fists

And mouth

With your hips



Verse2:

Whatta ya mean

You couldn’t take the chance

Sitting in your souped up tank.

Whatta ya mean

You wouldn’t lend me the cash

You just pounded the pity

With pounds of the pity.

I would have turned it around/



Bridge:

Take your one way ticket to hell

But the river is dry so you

better take to the sky

It’s not a holiday

When you’re crashing down

Screaming out of the sky/



Amputate

With your lips

And your mouth

With your fists



Bite the bullet

Twist the tourniquet/



end