Tick Rock

Tick rock, rock, rocking
Rocking to the suns in the hands
Suns in the hands
Suns in the hands
Suns in the hands
Suns in the hands

Rock a lot
Rock too much
Rock too much
Rock too much
Rock too much
Rock too much

Suns in the hands
Suns in the hands
Suns in the hands

If you don't have a hand then you don’t have to come
Cause you're making yourself look so hard
When you touch it on my command

And it's part of my heart
The way I see myself
All so they get me home
File this on my kin and kill it