Knife Game Song FULL VERSION - lyrics
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(intro) You wanted more lyrics, you wanted music, so you got it! The knife game song round two!
There is an old tradition,
a game we all can play.
You start by getting liquored up,
and sharpening your blade.
You take a shot of Whiskey,
you grab your knife and pray.
And spread apart your fingers,
and this is what you say:
a game we all can play.
You start by getting liquored up,
and sharpening your blade.
You take a shot of Whiskey,
you grab your knife and pray.
And spread apart your fingers,
and this is what you say:
Oh, I have all my fingers,
the knife goes chop, chop, chop.
If I miss the spaces in between,
my fingers will come off.
And if I hit my fingers,
the blood will soon come out.
But all the same, I play this game,
'cause that's what it's all about.
the knife goes chop, chop, chop.
If I miss the spaces in between,
my fingers will come off.
And if I hit my fingers,
the blood will soon come out.
But all the same, I play this game,
'cause that's what it's all about.
No, you can't use a pencil,
can not use a pen.
The only way is with a knife,
when danger is your friend.
And some may call it stupid,
some may call it dumb.
But all the same we play this game,
because it's so damn fun!
can not use a pen.
The only way is with a knife,
when danger is your friend.
And some may call it stupid,
some may call it dumb.
But all the same we play this game,
because it's so damn fun!
Oh, I have all my fingers,
the knife goes chop, chop, chop.
If I miss the spaces in between,
my fingers will come off.
And if I hit my fingers,
the blood will soon come out.
But all the same, I play this game,
'cause that's what it's all about.
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop,
I'm picking up the speed.
And if I hit my fingers,
then my hand will start to bleed!
the knife goes chop, chop, chop.
If I miss the spaces in between,
my fingers will come off.
And if I hit my fingers,
the blood will soon come out.
But all the same, I play this game,
'cause that's what it's all about.
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop,
I'm picking up the speed.
And if I hit my fingers,
then my hand will start to bleed!