Slow Club - Summer Shakedown lyrics

I'm looking for someone with hands I'm looking for someone with hands To hold and to squeeze But not my little finger please Cos I lost it to lowly thug Now I'm looking for someone with bi- noculars So I, Don't have to get so close Because thats where the most Casualties arise Angels will decide Angels, oh they will shine And the eyes of your opponents May they fall to the floor You win the battle You get you're rattle The trophy of gold Now I'm waiting for someone to scream (Ahhh!) I'm waiting for someone to scream And break all the windows The buildings fall down I'm on the road but I'm comfy at least And now I need someone with space To dig me out the mess that I've made And bring me back to life With a flash of blue light My life was flat but now it's been raised Angels will decide Angels, oh they will shine And the eyes of your opponents May they fall to the floor You win the battle You get you're rattle Strap up the saddle And push the cattle Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh... Don't say yes unless you mean it Ride the crest for all to see it Hold your hands up and believe it And shake it til you can't take it no more Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Shake it! Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Shake it! Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Shake it!