Uh uh uh Uh uh uh Uh uh uh 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 (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 (handyman) Do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do 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