Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk

The women and captains are jesting in jewels
With blue hair and bracelets brought back from Beirut
The men are informal in Givenchy suits
They got together on the mayor’s patio
For a seated dinner and a magic show
They ain’t very careful of the stones they throw

They just talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
(Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk)
Yeah, they just talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
And they don’t say nothin’
Yeah…

The shifters, and losers and girls on the take
At the barbeque joint down by the lake
They stare in the mirror at each other’s face
The owner is nursing a bottle of gin
The waitress is fading and slightly bent
The jukebox is playing some country laments

As they talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
(Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk)
They just talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
And they don’t say nothin’
Oh yeah…

The cartel is meeting behind closed doors
To plan a campaign for the oil wars
The Monarch of Lesbia now has the floor
The bootlegger’s ghost saws a Swiss banker’s throat
The hired assassin calls for a vote
The chairman stares vacantly out the window

As they talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
(Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk)
Yeah, they just talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
And they don’t say nothin’
No, they don’t say nothin’
And they don’t say nothin’
(Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk)
(Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk)