don't like your stare

don't like the arm in the air

your style is so brash

and that silly moustache



it was, tabletalk



the evil I see

sends bad vibrations through me

and oh what a square

with your diagonal hair



it was, tabletalk



l said to gilly

'how do you do tabletalk?'

'how do you do tabletalk?'

and this is what she said;

'love love love love...'



the love of his life

too close to become a wife

and the death of this girl

came close to saving the world



from his tabletalk