Cutsman Lyrics - Singles - Horse The Band

What's that? (Fire from the gods) 

I don't know. 

Power glove... 

THAT LITTLE BASTARD, 

with his tricks and vile forms of play 

hacking shaving slicing mutilating 

all that gets before him, 

all that gets in his way. 

Coming around down the stairs. 

wood cracks beneath my feet, 

my hand slips across the rail 

collecting dust on my finger tips. 

I came into a dark room 

the smell of wet stone of many years 

then there was a bubonic retard's blank empty stare... 

LITTLE ANDROID MAN 

HALF THE SIZE THAT I AM 

SCISSORS ON HIS HEAD 

SCCCIIISSSOOORRRRSSSSS ON HIS FUCKING HEAD! 

Little android man 

-born without a soul 

without that force of reason- 

the scissors took control. 

Little android man- 

born without a heart 

if he's in your vicinity he'll cut you apart! 

Here he comes 

bring it down 

it's just a game 

Don't look back he's right behind 

and here's your piece of mind. 

(cut cut cut cut 

cut cut CUT CUUTT! 

CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT! 

CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT! 

CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT! 

CUT! CUT! CUT! CUT!) 

little android man, 

born without a soul 

without the voice of reason 

the scissors took control! 

little android man, 

born without a heart 

if hes in your vicinity 

he'll cut you apart. 

Counting it down until your death counts on his fingers.. 

1 2 3 4 

LITTLE ANDROID MAN 

NEVER- NEVER - NEVER TRUST A 

LITTLE ANDROID MAN 

HE'LL CUT CUT CUT CUT 

I love the power glove. It's so bad...