Teenage Hands

[Female Voice]

So I think , my dad is like, starting to trip out...

Like because of the age difference and all

I mean, I don't give a fuck but...

But whatever he was threatening to kick me out...

[Verse 1: Cage]

Picked you up late after school

All your friends think I'm uber cool

Beat down dudes that treat you cold

Not too tough to fuck up a seventeen year old

Your daddy asked me my age in front of you

Lied through my teeth and said I'm twenty two

[Chorus]

Your little teenage hands

Your little teenage hands

Your little teenage hands

Your stupid little teenage hands

[Verse 2: Cage]

Line them up give em a gun cook their brain

Cut their hair down and make em look the same

Now you're in the business of shootin' Arabs

Two years ago you were truth or darin'

Kissin' on the neck and squeezin' the hand

Like the lungs in your chest tryin' to breathe in sand

Knife in your stomach and they shut the van door

So you can find out they got special plans for...

[Chorus]

Your little teenage hands

Your little teenage hands

Your little teenage hands

Your stupid little teenage hands