OW! He can open up a bottle He can open up a can He can open up a cardboard box He can open up a man
He can cut through leather Keep you up for days Give your grip on ice Or he can slash your pretty face
He will utilise you He will brutalise you He's got a will of his own Hey man, I got a knife
He can save your life Cut the ropes that bind But stagger and fall And he'll cut you blind
He can give me heat He can give me light Gimme water and bread He can flash in the night
He will euthanise He will eunichise you He's got a will of his own Hey man, I got a knife
He comes to work in my jacket I take it out when I can He sleeps all day in my pocket He comes alive in my hand
Gettin' hungry for A little slice of life Just a little punctuation He's the husband You're the wife
He will perforate you He will ventilate you He's going straight for the bone Hey man, I got a knife
He will violate you Even annihilate you He's gotta find his way back home I got a knife
I got a knife I gotta knife And I will never walk alone I got a knife
