[Verse 1]
There is an old tradition
A game we all can play
You start by getting liquored up
And sharpening your blade
You take a shot of whiskey
You grab your knife and pray
And you spread apart your fingers
And this is what you say

[Chorus]
Oh, I have all my fingers
The knife goes chop chop chop
If I miss the spaces in between
My fingers will come off
And if I hit my fingers
The blood will soon come out
But all the same I play this game
Cause that's what it's all about

[Verse 2]
No, you can't use a pencil
You can not use a pen
The only way is with a knife
When danger is your friend
And some may call it stupid
Some may call it dumb
But all the same we play this game
Because it's so damn fun
[Chorus]
Oh, I have all my fingers
The knife goes chop chop chop
If I miss the spaces in between
My fingers will come off
And if I hit my fingers
The blood will soon come out
But all the same I play this game
Cause that's what it's all about

[Outro]
Oh Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop
I'm picking up the speed
And if I hit my fingers
Then my hand will start to bleed