Lyrics Hand of God - Amphetameanies

Hand of God

I lost my voice
In a squatters' pub in Rotterdam
I met an Argentin-i-an — but that’s OK with me
We drank all night
Drinking to the memory
Drinking to the HAND OF GOD — and the referee
I lost my mind
Tequila washed it clean away
I’ll maybe get it BACK SOME DAY — I don’t know I don’t care
We danced all night
Dancing to the memory
Samba tango ME-RIN-GUE — and the doh-see-doh
The hand — the hand — the hand — the hand of God
The Hand — the hand — the hand — the hand of God
The Hand — the hand — the hand — the hand
The hand — the hand of Gooooooood
A quien madruga
Dios le ayuda
Habla ustey IN-GLE-SE?
— no inti-endo
I lost my voice
In a squatters' pub in Rotterdam
I met an Argentin-i-an — but that’s OK with me
Put a HAND OF GOD
On a squatters' wall in Rotterdam
Wrote beside it 'LOVE FROM STAN — adios, goodbye'