Regular Handshake Songtext
von Windmills

Hand hug, teacup, gang banging, making moves
Brush off, air ball, dominating, yank and pull
High five, giving dap, limp wrist, tight fist
Stiff arm, triple palm, slap it with a knuckle bump
Sweaty palms, dead fish, bone crushing power grip
Hand wrestle, too aggressive, pulling on your fingertips
Misfire politicians, South Park got soul
Risk taker, clothes shaker and they′re never letting go

Don't be funny or cheesy, cold clammy or greasy
Or try to shake hands after you use it for sneezing

Waving around as if you′re writing graffiti
Whenever you see me keep it simple and easy
'Cause an arm in the air's becoming something to plan for
Shaking my hand as if it′s out on the dance floor
Like shaking a hand after you met in the dark
And I just don′t understand why people make it so hard
I'm thinking when did a handshake get so fucking bizarre?
Is it me getting old or have y′all took it too far?


Whether delighted, too excited, polite or a snob
I'm sure you′re smooth and you're flashy, whoever you are
Then just know what it is whenever I come around
′Cause shit has gotten outrageous, thanks for toning it down
And I'd much rather we shake hands without any thought
Than have a misunderstanding before we can start

Hands caught in a tangle is not what you aim for
Repeating a handshake is quietly painful
You're speaking a language without making a sound
And this isn′t complaining, first impressions account
I′m cool with shaking your hand without creating confusion
'Cause I′ve had my fair share and never found it amusing
Don't get it confused because I write it through music
That I′m supposed to shake hands a certain way that'll prove it
Some people expect me to know what they′re doing
Yet they give it their own style nobody is using

Yeah I look in the eyes of people thinking it's Satan
With no evil in mind, just I was testing my patience
Deal with a world of almost nothing is sacred
As a body who died so that their family makes it

Makes it


I'll take a regular handshake
It′s nothing too fancy, complicated just adds strength
And never the same way, they change every damn place
And knowing your angles is becoming a gamble
Whenever the exchange is not on the same page
It′s 'cause it′s insane ways of doing the same thing
Like hand hug, teacup, gang banging, making moves
Brush off, air ball, dominating, yank and pull

High five, giving dap, limp wrist, tight fist
Stiff arm, triple palm, slap it with a knuckle bump
Sweaty palms, dead fish, bone crushing power grip
Hand wrestle, too aggressive, pulling on your fingertips
Misfire politicians, South Park got soul
Risk taker, clothes shaker and they're never letting go

It′s not great to visit with handshake decisions
That constantly thumb wrestle as boxing my fingers

Bad start beginnings of bad up and risen
From handshakes delivered like rock, paper, scissors
And let's get together more often than ever
You got strange deliveries, ease back a little
People wanting to shake hands like swimming with dolphins
It happens too often, I keep coming across it
And all of the nonsense has gotten them nauseous
From coming in contact with too many options
I′m reaching exhaustion whenever it's offered
Over eager or cautious, people missing the target

Damn, so many lonely roads have grown and despite this
I've seen enough to let it go in moments of crisis

With people thinking who I am is nothing I′m writing

Slitting the throat as if I know where the knife is
I′m deeper than most, there's no competing with dope
Shake my hand like a man, I′m not a fan of a joke

Just because I'm not rich, I′m not defeated or broke
Yet I've been smelling the breath as if they′re standing too close
I deal with fake motherfuckers trying to tell me I'm fake
Who do whatever they can to say that I'm a disgrace
It′s being great motherfucker when they′re loving the hate

You're for the person you are and not the money you make
We′ve been expecting you, that's how we execute
Shrinking heads then we′re on to the next balloon
I'm in the house then it′s gonna need an extra room
Without a doubt keep it coming like respect is due
We got a sound that'll pound 'til your neck is through

Screaming loud like you want someone to rescue you

I′m in the fight of my life and it′s been taking its toll
Looking in the mirror like I've never seen you before
I′m getting dizzy, my life is spinning out of control
Who I am or what I'm on it isn′t there anymore
Everything I've ever written it just isn′t enough
Rappers talking so much shit it won't even flush
The smell has gotten so bad and been repeated enough
It's like it′s trying to bring back two girls and one cup
Man I′m sick of the city just like I'm sick of the birds

I am sick of you bitches and I am sick of you nerds
Steady pointing your finger without winning the end
Of wherever that came from the problem is in
Come on hey, let′s touch base and see how things are going well

I'd straight lace your brain in front of any crowd

Like a maze and what some people never figure out
Then just make space, I′ll show you what it's all about
Then just make space, I′ll show you what it's all about
Now

I'll take a regular handshake
It′s nothing too fancy, complicated just adds strength
And never the same way, they change every damn place
And knowing your angles is becoming a gamble
Whenever the exchange is not on the same page
It′s 'cause it′s insane ways of doing the same thing
Like hand hug, teacup, gang banging, making moves
Brush off, air ball, dominating, yank and pull

High five, giving dap, limp wrist, tight fist
Stiff arm, triple palm, slap it with a knuckle bump
Sweaty palms, dead fish, bone crushing power grip
Hand wrestle, too aggressive, pulling on your fingertips
Misfire politicians, South Park got soul
Risk taker, clothes shaker and they're never letting go