Hands That Bleed - Puffball

A mechanics stigmata, work under the gun

Stuck under the hood, hiding from the sun

Sleep’s not important, hunger’s not around

Screwing like a freak, drooling like a hound

It has gotta click, nothing can go wrong

Gotta have it running not before too long

Petrol in my nostrils, chaos in my head

My palms keep drippin', staying out of bed

Hand me the wrench and the trucker speed

Gonna work 'til I’ve got hands that bleed

Deadline’s approaching, morning has just come

Tightening the last bolt, have I made it run?

I turn the key, it awakes with a shout

I made it through the night, it’s all set to take 'em out

It has gotta click, nothing can go wrong

Gotta have it running not before too long

Sleep’s not important, hunger’s not around

Screwing like a freak, drooling like a hound

Hand me the wrench and the trucker speed

Gonna work 'til I’ve got hands that bleed