Letra Handyman - Awolnation
I?m a sinner
I will consider
I am my father?s son
I?m a sinner
I must consider
I've never owned a gun
I?m a sinner
Seasoned beginner
Lucky to be alive
I?m a sinner
Finished my dinner
Now I can go outside
If only yesterday took place tomorrow
I?d Pray for sleep
And wake you and lift your head
So I can fix your hand
I?ll be your handyman
I?m not brittle
I?m just a little
Scared of your temperament
I?m not brittle
I?m just a little
Scared of my government
I?m not brittle
Head hurts a little
Staring up overhead
I?m not brittle
I?m just a riddle
Born of white, blue and red
If only yesterday took place tomorrow
I pray for sleep
And wake you and lift your head
So I can fix your hand
I?ll be your handyman.