[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 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
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!