Talk With Your Hands - Ed Zealous

Well, I don’t know why I came tonight

Got a feeling that something ain’t right

Can we just get out of here

On a ticket to I don’t know where

And they talk with their hands

And their heads dance

In the hall of the ends

Where they talk with their hands

Where do all the good people go?

Turn stones but they’re never there

I brought my camera

But I’m not seeing a picture

Just people staring in the walls

Staring in the walls

And they talk with their hands

And their heads dance

In the hall of the ends

In the sketches, my friends

And I don’t know why I came tonight

Got a feeling that something ain’t right

Let me fall, let me trance

When they talk with their hands

It’s what I’ve always wanted

Not gonna be so wanted

It’s what I’ve always wanted

And they talk with their hands

And their heads dance

In the hall of the ends

When they talk with their hands

And I don’t know why I came tonight

Got a feeling that something ain’t right

Let me fall, let me trance

When they talk with their hands