Cold Hands

Forget your father

Then tap me on my back

Then forget the whole line

of sinister faces

staring at you from the wall

Forget your father

Then grab me when I pass

Then forget the whole line

Your ancestors just never had it

But now you can

See this late steel employer

Imagine him in a bed, then look at yourself again

Wade through the works of the old family head

You'll feel good about yourself again

Read and be grateful

You didn't have to be there, the worst parts were left out

Now wait while I cover up mine

See this late steel employer

Imagine him in a bed, then look at yourself again

Wade through the works of the old family head

You'll feel good about yourself again

Read and thank God

You didn't have to be there, the worst parts were left out

Now wait while I cover up mine

Don't lift that flap on my arm

Take them down and use the free space for nicer men instead

They're everywhere nowadays

Still you look towards the cover of

TIME, well forget him, he's too old anyway

And, he's just like the other ones

already cut out of

Stone, why do you need them

They can't touch you and still you feel

You have to look at them and bow

You should look at them and go for a

Walk and discover what they didn't see

Look, I know they had their good sides

But have you felt the cold hands of great men?