Tabletalk

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