Turn a Deaf Ear

The stage director stood up and he called the actors down

He asked them all to say three words: "Up, down and around"

"Up, down and around," they cried with one accordant voice

And up, down and around they went for it seemed their only choice

I can only turn again to the front again

Only to turn again to the rear

Turn again, turn again, turn, turn, turn again

I can listen but I can't hear

The cat burglar was well disguised with a beard and cloak of red

He had old plimsolls on his feet, his hands above his head

He pleaded that he only robbed to give unto the poor

But no heed was paid unto his words as they double locked the door

I can only turn again to the front again

Only to turn again to the rear

Turn again, turn again, turn, turn, turn again

I can listen but I can't hear

I remember how the man stood on his little wooden stand

And he spoke very quietly with the waving of his hand

"Every pigeon to its own hole," was what he seemed to say

And that nobody should go looking for a better place to stay

I can only turn again to the front again

Only to turn again to the rear

Turn again, turn again, turn, turn, turn again

I can listen but I can't hear

I can only turn again to the front again

Only to turn again to the rear

Turn again, turn again, turn, turn, turn again

I can listen but I can't hear