Small Talk Stinks Songtext
von Bauhaus

Small talk stinks
Small talk stinks
Small talk stinks
Small talk stinks

See the young man in his new gown
Talking up to his bouffant drag
He says he loves you with flowers
Something that he′s never had
A sentence should be like a serpent
Quick with a sting in its tail
String me a line that has meaning and depth
There's no small talk with Walkie Talkies


Small talk stinks (small talk stinks)
I said it stinks (small talk stinks)
Small talk stinks (small talk stinks)
Small talk stinks

You whisper sweet nothings, chit-chat, back-chat
There′s no idle gossip in braille
Taking combs three times a day
Twice an hour
I dedicate this from wall to wall
Standing in line for the photo call
See the young man in his new gown
Talking up to his bouffant drag

Small talk stinks (small talk stinks)
I said it stinks (small talk stinks)
Small talk stinks (small talk stinks)
Small talk stinks

That's all