Jack Talked Songtext
von Stan Ridgway

Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire

Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Man on fire


Jack talked like a man on fire
And when he moved, his eyes glowed like two shiny steel ball bearings
When he flew, his eyes rolled back and forth
He took out things from a supermarket
Went down Hawthorne Boulevard and went to Color Tile
And then when he got there, he bought every color there was
He took personality tests
And stapled them to his lower lip
No one came over to visit with Jack
And Jack never visited anybody anyway

Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire

Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Man on fire


Jack made false contributions to charity telethons
Jack made prank phone calls to elected officials
His arms shook and his legs twitched
And his tongue darted out of his mouth every few seconds
And when it did, it touched the tip of his nose
When it touched the tip of his nose
He yelled out as loud as he could
"I have artistic sensibilities
I have a damn good wrist
I am the messenger and here is the message"

Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire

Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Jack talked
Jack talked like
Jack talked like a man on fire
Man on fire

Man on fire

Man on fire