Small Talk Stinks Bauhaus

[Chorus]
Small talk stinks
Small talk stinks
Small talk stinks
Small talk stinks

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
Small talk stinks (Small talk stinks)
I said it stinks (Small talk stinks)
Small talk stinks (Small talk stinks)
Small talk stinks (Small talk stinks)

[Verse 2]
You whisper sweet nothings, chit-chat, back-chat
There's no idle gossip in braille
Taking combs three times an day
Twice an hour
[?] 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