Nothing I say's so important
That it can't be shortened to fit on a badge
I wish that I could be contrite

And deliver her sound bites, but here is the catch

Everybody applauds her

From the lord to the hoards and a nation is swept
By her one to one conversations
In adult education I would tell her except


Can't say you're unattractive
But I'm out of practice at this sort of thing

It's not like I'm talking Italian
Or I wear a medallion and a sovereign ring


Great things can be expressed
In fifteen words or less and pinned onto your heart
Words just don't do it justice

The world and its crust is still drifting apart

Can't say what I mean


Do you know when you go I get all tongue-tied
I'm the same all again back when you arrive


What a face
What a face

Can you blame me for pulling a face?
What a waste
What a face