| Song | God's Magic Finger |
| Artist | The Residents |
| Album | Wormwood: Curious Stories from the Bible |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Residents | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn't stay too long | |
| When I was having a party and wanted to hear a song | |
| A disconnected finger appeared where it didn't belong | |
| It floated above the floor and wrote something on the wall | |
| No one could read the writing so someone was called | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn't stay too long | |
| He said, my father was crazy with fingernails like claws | |
| And that he ate grass with asses, then he paused | |
| Then when he continued, he mumbled about his God | |
| He said my days were numbered, so I started to nod | |
| It's late now, I'm alone, still thinking about what I saw | |
| Something woke me up, a strange noise out in the hall | |
| I hear it again | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn't stay too long | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| (Finger, it was a finger) | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| (It was a finger, a magic finger) | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| (Magic finger, magic finger) | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| (Magic finger, a magic finger) | |
| It didn't stay too long |
| zuo ci : Residents | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn' t stay too long | |
| When I was having a party and wanted to hear a song | |
| A disconnected finger appeared where it didn' t belong | |
| It floated above the floor and wrote something on the wall | |
| No one could read the writing so someone was called | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn' t stay too long | |
| He said, my father was crazy with fingernails like claws | |
| And that he ate grass with asses, then he paused | |
| Then when he continued, he mumbled about his God | |
| He said my days were numbered, so I started to nod | |
| It' s late now, I' m alone, still thinking about what I saw | |
| Something woke me up, a strange noise out in the hall | |
| I hear it again | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn' t stay too long | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| Finger, it was a finger | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger, a magic finger | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| Magic finger, magic finger | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| Magic finger, a magic finger | |
| It didn' t stay too long |
| zuò cí : Residents | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn' t stay too long | |
| When I was having a party and wanted to hear a song | |
| A disconnected finger appeared where it didn' t belong | |
| It floated above the floor and wrote something on the wall | |
| No one could read the writing so someone was called | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn' t stay too long | |
| He said, my father was crazy with fingernails like claws | |
| And that he ate grass with asses, then he paused | |
| Then when he continued, he mumbled about his God | |
| He said my days were numbered, so I started to nod | |
| It' s late now, I' m alone, still thinking about what I saw | |
| Something woke me up, a strange noise out in the hall | |
| I hear it again | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| It didn' t stay too long | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| Finger, it was a finger | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| It was a finger, a magic finger | |
| It was a finger instead of a singer | |
| Magic finger, magic finger | |
| It was a finger instead of a song | |
| Magic finger, a magic finger | |
| It didn' t stay too long |