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
