FAT CHANCE Songtext
von Mothers

Walk slowly
Come here
Please
Can he see
The two eyes
Doing there best
To see

You must
Keep quiet
The hands are the organs
Of feeling

Unforgiving

Unforgiving


With our mouths open
Pulled my dress in (not sure)
Feed of it (not sure)
When I close
You open
When I close
You open

How many
Fingers must you put in my mouth
Just to muffle my apology

Unforgiving

With our mouths open
Everybody laughed
Fat chance
And mouth under the mouth
Asking
How many
Fingers he has