Bauhaus - Smalltalk stinks

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 walky talkies Small talk stinks. I said it 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 an day Twice an hour Indentikit cute lips from wall to wall Stand 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 Small talk stinks Small talk stinks.