Sprung from earth just like a tree A man with no identity Flesh and bone like you and me Exept for two extremities From elbow down in hickory It's like genetic castaway debris Was thrown together hastily To form this mindless entity The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands Through watching too much MTV He found who he wanted to be Thinking songs in C-D-E Seems to be the recipé With these new clothes and accessories It must be himself he aims to please As it sure won't work on you or me A sorry sight half man half tree The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands Do the wooden hand now It goes something like this... The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands The man with the wooden hands