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