I cut my nails to the quick but still I was caught with my hand in the till. Red-handed. Give me something, give me anything the threat of everything is when it becomes nothing at all finger reaching, trophy swelling that's when desire trips me up... got a new technique money lets the pieces fit where they fall. Privilege - it sanctions everything. Security - a net under it all. My fingers reaching, the trophy swelling that's when desire trips me up. I cut my nails to the quick but still I was caught with my hand in the till. Red-handed.