Your Hands Are Like a Car

I feel pretty clean
I got off at 10:15
Waving flags across the river
To a faggot that I seen
And he said that he was bitter
Yeah it all felt like a dream
Shook my fist in my own face
And said I'll show you what I mean

Or lean on adage that I know
People just nod and say yah no

Your hands are like a car
Oh they got you where you are
And that's pretty far
Yeah your hands are like a car

I'm part of a scene
In a comedy it seems
Cause the audience keeps laughing
when I show them my disease
I make sense of their reaction
With a joke kept up my sleeve
Then I cause a bid distraction
While I attempt to flee

Or lean on adage that I know
People just nod and say yah no

Your hands are like a car
Oh they got you where you are
And that's pretty far
Yeah your hands are like a car