Cold hands

Forget your father
Then tap me on my back
Then forget the whole line
of sinister faces
staring at you from the wall

Forget your father
Then grab me when I pass
Then forget the whole line
Your ancestors just never had it
But now you can

See this late steel employer
Imagine him in a bed, then look at yourself again
Wade through the works of the old family head
You'll feel good about yourself again
Read and be grateful
You didn't have to be there, the worst parts were left out
Now wait while I cover up mine

See this late steel employer
Imagine him in a bed, then look at yourself again
Wade through the works of the old family head
You'll feel good about yourself again
Read and thank God
You didn't have to be there, the worst parts were left out
Now wait while I cover up mine
Don't lift that flap on my arm

Take them down and use the free space for nicer men instead
They're everywhere nowadays
Still you look towards the cover of

TIME, well forget him, he's too old anyway
And, he's just like the other ones
already cut out of

Stone, why do you need them
They can't touch you and still you feel
You have to look at them and bow
You should look at them and go for a

Walk and discover what they didn't see
Look, I know they had their good sides
But have you felt the cold hands of great men?