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