Sign Language

You speak to me in sign language

As I'm eating a sandwich in a small cafe

At a quarter to three

But I can't respond to your sign language

You're taking advantage, bringing me down

Can't you make any sound?

'Twas there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery

This is my story, still I'm still there

Does she know I still care?

Link Wray was playing on a jukebox, I was paying

For the words I was saying, so misunderstood

He didn't do me no good

You speak to me in sign language

As I'm eating a sandwich in a small cafe

At a quarter to three

But I can't respond to your sign language

You're taking advantage, bringing me down

Can't you make any sound?