Knife Holes

You know there’s a special word in the vocabulary of a rockstar
And that word is nawyay, also pronounced yeah naw
Naw naw naw I can’t
It was invented by Bruce Springsteen in 1982
When you kill a man, it’s a special time
You can slit his throat
And you can drink his blood like wine
You can lay him down
And you take off all his clothes
And you watch the puddle
Of blood as it flows
Away…
Through the knife holes that you made
It flows away…
Cuz he’s a good man
Nawyeah, yeah, yeah, naw
When you kick a dog
You kick it right in the face
Show him who is boss
Put that fucker in his place
Then you get your knife
And you gut him crotch to nose
And you watch the heart-worms
In little lines as they flow
Away…
Through the knife holes that you made
They flow away…
Cuz he’s a good dog
Nawyeah, yeah, yeah, naw
Well you’re lost in the desert
Got your panties in a bunch (a sweaty bunch)
Cuz you and your donkey Pablo
You haven’t eaten in a month
But Pablo, he’s your buddy
Yeah, he’s your faithful steed
And if you ever needed to
You could cut him down and feed
For days…
Off the donkey meat that you slayed
You could feed for days…
Cuz he’s a good donk
Nawyeah, yeah, yeah, naw
For days…
Off the donkey meat that you slayed
You could feed for days…
Cuz he’s a good donk
(He's a good donk)