I. Clean Hands Rag by ThomasScheurich published on 2017-05-06T00:47:22Z Robert Frankenberry, tenor Christian Clark, piano Same little lie and he keeps falling for it every time; s'a crime And once again, my little friend, although it's getting late, he'll wait Stop being such a little prick just 'cause you can; I should, I won't; I should, I won't; I'm mean that I'm not mean Just keeping my hands clean, hands clean hands; clean hands, clean man... Oh man. Right. As it isn't his first time around, He's got to realize what is going down. Soon as he's done with being desperate and wants to really see, he shall, he shall, he shall! Don't make me say it! I'm begging you sir, please; Don't make me say neglect is not an accident. The very second he shows up he's gonna take the blame; ts'a shame N'I'm not gonna lie awake at night because I like to play, ok? After all, my friend, the winter is all kinds of long and cold and gray and cold a warm, warm body is he to me! Here's to my hands, clean hands... ... I'm mean, and it suits me... It's time to wash these hands clean.