Yellow Hand

Talked about the monkeys and the kangaroos
But never mentioned the likes of you
No creature deserves your status
Only a peacock in a petting zoo
You come criticizing, how I've been exercising
But clearly you don't understand the way my legs are moving
Words, stains dripping out of style
Taking pleasure in picking on you
So there you are standing on your couch
Twenty records playing at the same time

I've been working years
To bring this to your ears
How dare you break me on the spot?
You're like buying pork chops in a laundromat
From a vegan in Birkenstocks
You come criticizing, how I've been exercising
But it all comes down to being empty
When you don't know
Your words, stain reputations for miles
Taking pleasure in picking on you

So there you are standing on your couch
Twenty records playing at the same time
With a box of tissues in your left hand
Your cat is licking your pride
All yellow from your right hand
How do you feed yourself?

You dirty boy
You dirty dirty boy
With the yellow hand
You dirty dirty boy
We're all laughing now

Dirty dirty dirty dirty boy
What have you been eating you (dirty dirty boy)



Credits
Writer(s): Kathleen Roy, Nicholas Jenkins
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