Philip Guston Songtext / Lyric

The hand, the hand

The hand, the hand

The hand, the hand

Thoughts of another finger

Typing down into a cellar



The line, the line

The line, the line

The line, the line

The line, the line






The line, the line

The line, the line

The line, the line

The line, the line



A fame, a fame, a fame for nothing

Pile, pile of cherries

And oh, I shouldn't think

Like gravity



Bad habits

Bad habits

Bad habits

Bad habits