Lyrics:
Cave Nick Right Out Of Your Hand

got me eating right out of your hands Got me eating right out of your hands Got me eating right out of your hands Got me eating right out of your hands

s all in your mind Down in the meadow The old lion stirs Puts his hand ?cross his mouth He has no use for words Poor little girl With your handful

Translation: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. Right Out Of Your Hand.

s all in your mind Down in the meadow The old lion stirs Puts his hand ?cross his mouth He has no use for words Poor little girl With your handful

stands Stacks of green paper in his red right hand (Organ solo) You'll see him in your nightmares, you'll see him in your dreams He'll appear out

, gone completely berserk (Oh, yeah) I wanted to be your Superman, but I turned out such a jerk I got the abattoir blues I got the abattoir blues I got the abattoir blues Right

' left to win So lay your weapons down they serve no purpose in your hands And if you wanna hold me then go ahead and hold me I won't upset your plans

my gun Saw I had one final bullet left My hand, it looked almost human As I raised it to my head Drop your weapon and come out! Keep your hands above your

wherever he stands Stacks of green paper in his red right hand [Organ solo] You'll see him in your nightmares, you'll see him in your dreams He'll appear out