Norwegian Hammerworks Corp.
Let me tell you about the way the hammer move
The hammer goes up and dow
And hits the nail, on the head each tim
That's the poin
All right in 199
It's getting hard to go to sleep at nigh
And hard to get up in the mornin
I tell myself, I'm going too hard, too rash, too long, too lon
But this is not the trut
There's no sign of no big break dow
It's just these little things that keep putting me of the trac
Yeah, I have a notion of moving around in circle
Things just keep getting worse and wors
'Til they get all the way aroun
And then eveything turns out alrigh
In one single flash I see both show
Computer, cigarettes, photograph, pens and pencil
Pop-craving critics curvin
A doctor tried to cure me of these shell
I stopped seeing hi
I heard nothing more about being mentally il
In one single flash comes words, no poetr
Did you put on weigh
I take two, not on
A man with one ar
Best beer ever to come out of Belgiu
If you kept drinking like this it wouldn't have to b
It's not like I'm real hateful with our friends, our beloved friend
VCR, last goodbyes, this is not the time for all I love you'
This nail is bent and broken, straighten it out with the hands of lov
This is where the hammer hits, this is its golden tongu
There speaks no more, this is the same that were never move
This is the tsar at will, this is where the hammer hit, this is when the turnpik
This nail is bent and broken, straighten it out with the hands of lov
With the hands of love, with the hands of lov
With the hands of love yeah, with the hands of love yea
With the hands of love yeah, with the hands of lov
With the hands of love, with the hands of love yea
With the hands of love, with the hands of love yea
With the hands of love yeah, uuh shalalala with the hands of love yea
Yeah yeah.. Yeah yeah.. Yeah yea
Let me tell you about the way the hammer move
The hammer goes up and dow
And hits the nail, on the head each tim
That's the point, yea
This mechanism can succesfully be adapted to almost everythin
Things like a personel room, man enters the room feels like someone just lef
Pain, loss, mother to silence, guitars and tambourine
Let me tell you about the way the hammer move
The hammer goes up and dow
And hits the nail, on the head each tim
That's the poin
I tell myself I'm going too hard, too rash, too lon
Too lon
Yeah, I tell myself I'm going too hard, too rash, too long, too lon
But this is not the trut
There's no sign of no big break dow
It's just these little things that keep putting me of the trac
Yeah, I have a notion of moving around in circle
Things just keep getting worse and wors
'Til they get all the way aroun
And then eveything turns out alrigh
In one single flash I see both show
Computer, cigarettes, photograph, pens and pencil
Record pop-craving critics curving
