I'm A Steamin' Son Of A Gun Lyrics

could you please stand up and get your fists in front of me this is the last dance you will have to dance the last knife you will ever have to swallow if this is the only way to show you a blood red dance floor then I should take my hand to tear you down how many hearts have you spread among to? we forced to listen, listen like I am how many hearts are still unbroken but oh so guilty, guilty like I am to be as broken as I am where is your will to survive? where is the impulse that takes us to to the final cut the final cut the final cut final cut could you please stand up and get your fists in front of me this is the last dance you will have to dance the last knife you will ever have to swallow if this is the only way to show you a blood red dance floor then I should take my hand to the final cut the final cut the final cut to the final cut the final cut the final cut final...