Hands
If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute
Trying to express what we say
Sometimes words are just not enough
We surely need some other way
If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute
Couldn't show our utter disgust
About this or that about ying and yang
About which politician you can't trust
If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute
Frustration would rear its old head
Valium would surely be a drug of choice
So we use the bad finger instead
If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute
No words are any clearer than this
Talk to the hand 'cause the face ain't listening
A sign you surely can't miss
If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute
Need to step back and take a deep breath
There nothing that's really that important
Sometimes I lose it I must confess
© Jack Ellison 2013
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