There’s one man left to thank Built it with his hands One man left to thank He didn’t need to carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something
And there’s plan A Take a seat A Watch them play Keep a receipt Sharpen up and carve them into something Carve it into something Carve вЂ˜em into something new
Tell me what it is that you see With your stolen eyes And your singing one two three Open up my eyes
My twin he tends to be me He walks abroad He like the broads While i soak and shake alone at home ....Smash stones I don’t need no bit of faith Need no human race Though i read every review No ones got a fucking clue
And well new york sold your souls And brought new shoes That you never choose…
Like to ..... And if you come from no where You'll end up straight back there You may as well Carve carve carve it into something new Carve it into something Carve it into something new