All your fingers are strings   All your fingers are strings   Of your sick and sick, sick philarmonic body   The break beat of your heart is made to make art   The break beat of your heart is made to make art      We'll see each other again   We'll see each other again   All your fingers are so strange   When you put them on my back   We'll see each other again   We'll see each other again      The break beat of your heart is made to make art(X8)      We'll see each other again   We'll see each other again   All your fingers are so strange   When you put them on my back   We'll see each other again   We'll see each other again      We'll see each other again   We'll see each other again