Woke up this morning
Standing on my feet
To the waving of my hands
With nobody in between

If I had half a mind
I'd wonder how this came to be
As it was I dose
Soundly in my sleep

Someone put some music on
With a funky beat
So my hands can clap along
To the tapping of my feet

There seems to not be a lot
That my hands and feet can do
With nobody in between
To be their holding glue