Lyrics Hands Out Of My Pocket - Cold Chisel

Hands Out Of My Pocket

She’s standing on the corner
And she looks so alone
And she sacrafices her money
To a god she doesn’t know
«Go repent"said the preacher
With his hands stuck in your pocket
Once you buy, you soon find out
There is no way
There is no way to stop him
Yeah she wants the mami krishna
And she’s in the bathroom locked
The ceremony was pretty long
But the honeymoon was short
And «Go repent"said the preacher
With his hands stuck in your pocket
When you find the Lord, you soon find out
There is no way
There is no way to stop him
Now the high priest could’ve seen
But she got too hot to handle
He made her mother settle out of court
And insenced lit the candle
«Don't lose faith"said the preacher
With his hands stuck in your pocket
When you find the Lord, you soon find out
There is no way to stop him
«Don't lose faith"said the preacher
With his hands back in your pocket
Keep your hands out of my pocket