Dirty Hands

Dirty hands are spreading all over the state
Dirty hands are taking over
there grabbing and poking and
leaving prints on every street sign

Dirty hands are spreading all over the land
East to west and all those places we don't much mention
One little grope at a time
in your face and at your door

Quiver and slap and wave and shape
point, and prod, and poke, and fondle
Dirty hands dirty hands
All those dirty hands

Dirty Hands got nothing to hide behind
no curtains, no gloves, no televised lies
and soon we'll all learn to love 'em
like mothers or lovers or things we don't much mention