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[strophe 1]: there is an old tadition, 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 that is what you say: [pre-refrain]: 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, blood will soon come out. but all the same i play this game cause that's what it's all about. [strophe 2] no, you can't use a pencil! you can not use a pen! Letras de cancionesthe 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! [pre-refrain]: 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. [refrain]: oh! 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! (Dank an Felix Bergbauer für den Text) From Letras Mania