| Song | One-Legged Girl |
| Artist | Pain |
| Album | Midgets With Guns |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Behind the counter stood on crutches made of wood | |
| A one-legged girl with blue-grey eyes, warm and wise. | |
| I fled from that place and from that lovely face | |
| That the one-legged girl stole my heart and | |
| I need help. | |
| Cold November morning, buried under trees. | |
| I would stay here all day long except | |
| I have to eat. | |
| Crack the woods, crack them open both with shovels and yells. | |
| Got to find little people, got to ask for their help. | |
| And I tell them | |
| If I could run fast, as fast as the | |
| Flash Or be as cool as | |
| Ash in Army of | |
| Darkness. | |
| If I were a | |
| Gai-King or maybe a | |
| Viking, Stronger than the | |
| Thing then | |
| I could win the one-legged girl. | |
| Getting close to nighttime, running out of steam. | |
| By now I know my family’s looking and they’ll know right where | |
| I’ll be. Spy the eyes in the twilight, small and bright, warm and wise. | |
| Little hats, little fingers, and a flask full of wine. | |
| And I’d tell them | |
| If my hand were wheels and if my feet were wheels | |
| Then I could roll over all of my rivals. | |
| If I could cast a spell or do something swell | |
| So that she could tell | |
| I was worth her attention. | |
| Arms drag me away. | |
| The little eyes wink out. | |
| Stuffed inside my pocket is a flask of wine. | |
| Now I can run as fast as the | |
| Flash Or be as cool as | |
| Ash in Army of | |
| Darkness. | |
| Now I’ll be a | |
| Gai-King or maybe a | |
| Viking, Stronger than the | |
| Thing. Now | |
| I can win the one-legged girl! |
| Behind the counter stood on crutches made of wood | |
| A onelegged girl with bluegrey eyes, warm and wise. | |
| I fled from that place and from that lovely face | |
| That the onelegged girl stole my heart and | |
| I need help. | |
| Cold November morning, buried under trees. | |
| I would stay here all day long except | |
| I have to eat. | |
| Crack the woods, crack them open both with shovels and yells. | |
| Got to find little people, got to ask for their help. | |
| And I tell them | |
| If I could run fast, as fast as the | |
| Flash Or be as cool as | |
| Ash in Army of | |
| Darkness. | |
| If I were a | |
| GaiKing or maybe a | |
| Viking, Stronger than the | |
| Thing then | |
| I could win the onelegged girl. | |
| Getting close to nighttime, running out of steam. | |
| By now I know my family' s looking and they' ll know right where | |
| I' ll be. Spy the eyes in the twilight, small and bright, warm and wise. | |
| Little hats, little fingers, and a flask full of wine. | |
| And I' d tell them | |
| If my hand were wheels and if my feet were wheels | |
| Then I could roll over all of my rivals. | |
| If I could cast a spell or do something swell | |
| So that she could tell | |
| I was worth her attention. | |
| Arms drag me away. | |
| The little eyes wink out. | |
| Stuffed inside my pocket is a flask of wine. | |
| Now I can run as fast as the | |
| Flash Or be as cool as | |
| Ash in Army of | |
| Darkness. | |
| Now I' ll be a | |
| GaiKing or maybe a | |
| Viking, Stronger than the | |
| Thing. Now | |
| I can win the onelegged girl! |
| Behind the counter stood on crutches made of wood | |
| A onelegged girl with bluegrey eyes, warm and wise. | |
| I fled from that place and from that lovely face | |
| That the onelegged girl stole my heart and | |
| I need help. | |
| Cold November morning, buried under trees. | |
| I would stay here all day long except | |
| I have to eat. | |
| Crack the woods, crack them open both with shovels and yells. | |
| Got to find little people, got to ask for their help. | |
| And I tell them | |
| If I could run fast, as fast as the | |
| Flash Or be as cool as | |
| Ash in Army of | |
| Darkness. | |
| If I were a | |
| GaiKing or maybe a | |
| Viking, Stronger than the | |
| Thing then | |
| I could win the onelegged girl. | |
| Getting close to nighttime, running out of steam. | |
| By now I know my family' s looking and they' ll know right where | |
| I' ll be. Spy the eyes in the twilight, small and bright, warm and wise. | |
| Little hats, little fingers, and a flask full of wine. | |
| And I' d tell them | |
| If my hand were wheels and if my feet were wheels | |
| Then I could roll over all of my rivals. | |
| If I could cast a spell or do something swell | |
| So that she could tell | |
| I was worth her attention. | |
| Arms drag me away. | |
| The little eyes wink out. | |
| Stuffed inside my pocket is a flask of wine. | |
| Now I can run as fast as the | |
| Flash Or be as cool as | |
| Ash in Army of | |
| Darkness. | |
| Now I' ll be a | |
| GaiKing or maybe a | |
| Viking, Stronger than the | |
| Thing. Now | |
| I can win the onelegged girl! |