Waving My Arms
Rowland S. Howard
It's all rough and tumble
The commotion of new
And we feel rather shiny
In our signalling suits
And explode into ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
It's our manifesto
And we won't get to sleep
For fifty thousand years
And we won't get to sleep
For maybe five minutes
Waving my arms
In motion
About a lot