Topsy turvy, in the wind and in the sun, splashing water leaving colour rainbow marks. The warm sunny weather makes the ice cream melt, breeze is felt in the walks around the nice rides, Children are jumping, there are rabbits, dragons, cats, dogs and bears, tin man may not be around, today he is oiling his head. Wild things and crowds, games, things to throw and win, spin, shoot, catch, aim then get a big cotton candy and a drink as you get ready for another cheer round hair blown, laughter and fun at amusement park.
My hands are two and with these ten fingers there's pointing them fingers at things necessary. They become fancy with ornaments like rings. Shakers to shake make one hand occupied, hmmm spill the drink you may have to lick your finger. Better not let them be slammed in the door, ouch Making signs we do all the time, ooh la la. Use just one finger, pet your cat's head today, This is very true, we are weaving fingers, like in wave, we say hello, and say good bye. Twists Oh my fingers in many ways murdas.
My hands are two and with these ten fingers there's thing to tap, piano to play, strings to strum in our red guitar, itch to scratch, buttons to push, other hands to hold, shoulders to pat on, letters to write, drinks to make and shakes to blend, bananas to peal, cans to snap open, and noses to pick yours and mine, phones to dial, at the same time, buttons to sow, more and more. This little piggy has gone to town today, with both these hands, holding fruits of our labour twists, Oh my fingers in many ways murdas.
My hands are two and with these ten fingers there's fancy things that I can do, bend and shape them. On my own and I can get a help from you, but then I think about it and it makes me, wondering about my fingers with you, Ha Ha, silly fingers and the mudras are not. Wolfs in the shadows and symbols of water, flowers, candles and sound, and much more than that. We are not going to discuss the phallic symbol; now we are going to bend our hands, twists Oh my fingers in many ways murdas.