Hands

(album: The Islander - 1998)

Way
In my island home
With all the trappings and all the cultures yeah
All the cheapskates aside
You can tell the sheep from the vultures
You came you saw you conquered everything
Divided and ruined
Devalued every little thing

Haven't you been conned right into these
Hands
This is a likely place to land
Out of my
Hands
You bet your life you built it by
Hand

Then my revolution came and it comes on a daily basis so
In the light of a dulling star
A neat collection of creeds and cultures
You came you saw you conquered everyone
Divided and ruled
Devalued every little one
Haven't you been thrown right into these

Hands
This is a likely place to land
It's out of your
Hands
You spend your life delivered by hand

There's a lot of work to be done
The mother ship needs an overhaul
If the rocks don't get you then the surf will
And the ocean will swallow you up
Delivered by
Hand
Mother ship down

Da da da da da dum

Haven't you been thrown right into these
Hands
This is a likely place to land It's out of my
Hands
You bet your life delivered by hand
It's out of my
Plans
Will make your life richer my friend it's out of your
Hands
This is a likely place to land

Oooh-ooh
Oooh-ooh
Owww
There's a lot of work to be done
There's a lot of work to be done here
There's a lot of work to be done here
Oh mother ship down

Da da da da da dum