Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Seventeen Hands , by - The Maccabees. Song from the album Wall Of Arms, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 31.12.2009
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
Seventeen Hands |
| Call out the soft sound |
| The four letter word that you found |
| Call it out |
| Call out the soft sound |
| And make it round |
| Everyone together |
| Hell for leather over good ground |
| All caught up and love struck |
| All caught up in love struck hands, struck hands |
| You’re all caught up and love struck |
| Never seem to get enough |
| And everything you wanted |
| Gonna get it go aesthetic go Hold out your left one |
| The number three finger from your thumb |
| And put it on, put it on the left one |
| And lay it down one upon the other |
| As a measure of the way it stands |
| All caught up and love struck |
| All caught up in love struck hands, struck hands |
| You’re all caught up and mud stuck |
| Money made on good luck |
| And everything you wanted |
| Gonna get it go aesthetic go So call out you’re all fired up You’re all fired up Call it out |
| Call out you’re all fired up You’re all fired up Call it out |
| Call out if you’re love struck |
| All caught up with love struck hands around |
| Call out, you found it out |
| Cos you always would set it up Only to let up Hey, hey those are silver hairs |
| On your father’s chin |
| And on your mother’s head |
| Hey, hey those are still laughter lines |
| On your father’s brow |
| And round your mother’s eyes. |