Fat Chance - Audiotree Live Version by Mothers Lyrics

More slowly
Come here please
Can't he see
The two eyes doing our best to sing?

You must keep quiet
Hands are the organs of feeling
Unforgiving
Unforgiven

With our mouths open
Gold night dresses
Flayed open
When i close you open
When i close you open

How many fingers must you put in my mouth
Just to muffle my apology?
Unforgiven

With our mouths open
Everybody laughed
Fat chance
And mouth under the mouth
Ask him how many fingers he has