Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Hands, artist - Joy Crookes. Date of issue: 30.05.2019
Song language: English
No Hands |
| Meet me South East on the downbeat |
| With your khaki string vest intact |
| Though you’re handsome, there’s a red sun |
| And I can’t help wonder what’s next |
| Then you ask me, «What do you want from all our weekends in whiskey sour?» |
| Told you I don’t vouch for love, G |
| It takes too much of my power |
| Oh, can’t stay too long |
| I might stain someone |
| Round and round I go |
| Got to set the tone |
| In the hands of none |
| That’s where I belong |
| Spending nights in lonely castles |
| Where I learned to sing my cries |
| Sweetest sixteen, thrown to test me |
| I could not sit still if I tried |
| Learnin' to run before I could walk out |
| Learnin' to cuss before I could talk it out |
| Nah, nah, nah |
| Oh, can’t stay too long |
| I might stain someone |
| Round and round I go |
| Got to set the tone |
| In the hands of none |
| That’s where I belong |
| No hands (No, no hands) |
| Nobody cradles me like I can |
| No, like I can |
| No hands (No, no hands) |
| Nobody cradles me like I can |
| No, like I can |
| Oh, can’t stay too long |
| I might stain someone |
| Round and round I go |
| Got to set the tone |
| In the hands of none |
| That’s where I belong |
| That’s where I belong |