Sometimes you can't shake the doom
You feel it settle round you like a living room
And when they get all over you
Here's three words they'll understand
Eat My Hand
Eat my hand for breakfast
Eat my hand all day
Keep on through the evening
Cause it won't go away
Sometimes you don't know the tune
But you still sing along just like you think you do
Pick up your guitar
Tell the strings your new command
Eat My Hand