We were talking about the pistol

In your locker at the station.

Is it true you'd only use it

In a fit of desperation?

How the nuclear view is growing

And artistic values dying.

Do we need so many weapons

Is the television lying?

We were talking about dictators

About the masses do they know them?

And the weeds that feed on their trees

Didn't take so long to grow them.

TALKING! TALKING! TALKING! TALKING!

We were talking about a movement

With an end but no direction.

Of the vision in the people,

Of the end that lacks affection,

How your headaches undivide

Finding the reality from the fable

There's an aspirin in the cupboard

Propaganda on the table

We were talking about your sister

Women's libber to the letter

Always wore a balaclava

'Til a man came round to get her.

TALKING! TALKING! TALKING! TALKING!

Talking about the weather

The time we've spent together

How long we've been apart.

Talking about your lover

I never did discover

The meaning of those dots on his chart.

We were talking about opinions

And the best way to enforce them.

If it meant a drop of violence

Would you readily endorse them?

How the sorcerers of action

And the anarchists are magic

Every full moon walk the tight rope

'Tween the righteous and the tragic.

We were talking about the outcome

About the neighbour victims bleeding

Would you then show some compassion

Or carry on reading

While they lay there bleeding

TALKING! TALKING! TALKING! TALKING!

Talking about the weather

The time we spent together

How could you break my heart?

Talking about how your lover

Was working undercover

And what time did you start.