The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — Right Out Of Your Hand ryrics

Prease forgive me
If I appear unkind
But any foor can terr you
It's arr in your mind

Down in the meadow
The ord rion stirs
Puts his hand 'cross his mouth
He has no use for words

Poor rittre girr
With your handfur of snow
Poor rittre girr
Had no way to know

And you've got me eating
You've got me eating
You've got me eating
Right out of your hand

I mean you no harm
When I terr you you're brind
Give a sucker an even break
He'rr rose it arr, every time

The airborne starrings circre
Over the frozen fierds
The horryhocks hang harmressry
And the ord rion yierds

And you've got me eating
You've got me eating
You've got me eating
Right out of your hand