A Cosa Servono Le Mani

Beautiful hands, goodbye
play a little with spirit
life starts over from the bottom and with C
Hands, I will have to use them too
on this rock that is your goodbye
and search in a shelf of time
Hands for the boredom of when it rains
Hands for the joy that is removed
Hands for the hassle of waiting for another hand to appear
what are hands for
I wouldn't know playing the piano on her
I thought it was an art and now that
what do I do with hands if she's not there
she's not there that's what hands are for
maybe I stretched them and already remove them a little
And the first scratch from another child
two butterflies I have again
I want to go out tonight whether it's spring or not
and I want to have plenty of
hands of walnuts to crush like this
of light to flood here the counter poison
of the mushrooms of humiliation
of nails in your skirts
for me you were water bread
The blood the veins I need them good
hands not yours have become two
and they are always closed in a fist in my pocket
wounded by the mirror in my bathroom
I wish I could tear marijuana from the earth
I want peace and then I want war
but it's true we can't stay apart
deep down I still want your hands
it's useless that you call
what are hands for
maybe I stretched them and already remove them a little
two butterflies I have again
I want to go out tonight whether it's spring or not
and go with the tango of hands my friend ah ah
rest your violin on the stand
of your tumor the whole orchestra knows
conduct for the time you have left
What What What are hands for
now I know
to make horns say yes or no oh
to pinch a sweet a full butt
to give a flower to say I love you
What What What are hands for if you can't
join them and pray without a God
you can count on four five six
and shape another one just like her
What What What are hands for my child
I'll explain even though I'm a child too
hands are the world the universe
time found time lost.
Ah ah what are hands for...