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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