Don't wanna be in your club if you'd take me as a member I'm not even slightly interested in whether I'm remembered I say Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Gimme a tombstone if you feel you must Sayin' here lies a clown who wrote some songs He talked too much and stayed too long
Back home in Perth I played piano down at Café Piazza Swallowing second-hand smoke and singin' standards by the masters Learnt that every lyric's sacred That love's everything And that three drinks makes you straighten up and four get you swingin' ‘Til my crowd scared the suits away and I'd play my own songs And then we'd talk too much and stay too long
Moved to Melbourne with my missus after locking her down Felt like a very little fishy in a very big town Barely scraping by on corporate gigs and quaint cabaret Playing keyboards in a cover band until three in the AM I was never really suited to them top forty songs ‘Cos I talked too much and played too long
Don't wanna be in your club if you'd take me as a member I'm not even slightly interested in whether I'm remembered I say Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Gimme a tombstone if you feel you must Sayin' here lies a clown who wrote some songs He talked too much and stayed too long
Took my eyeliner to Edinburgh in twenty-oh-five Played to forty-five paying punters on that opening night But to my surprise there was a rising demand For a lovechild of Liberace and Edward Scissorhands Dude from the paper said that diggin' me was wrong He said I talked too much and stayed too long
I've played the Albert Hall and Wembley I've played basements and bars I've been to Hollywood and Broadway met those A-lister stars I've shared cigarettes with Knights and shot tequila with Dames Found I'm more interested in laughter than in hotness and fame So long as you got irony honey we'll get along We can talk too much and stay way, way too long
Don't wanna be in your club if you'd take me as a member I'm not even slightly interested in whether I'm remembered I say Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Gimme a tombstone if you feel you must Sayin' here lies a clown who wrote some songs You know he talked too much and stayed too long
I been threatened with death and arrest and with hell I went hard at a cardinal who was feeling unwell I've had them dog-whistlin' whiners send their dogs after me I been a bigot and a faggot I been smug and ugly I'm a long-haired lefty joker and a smoker of bongs And I talk too much and stay too long.
But fuck that live fast and die young shit I plan on getting rickety Baby I intend to stick around ‘til all you pricks is sick of me And when they come to wash my old man balls and feed me mashed banana They'll find me in the common room playin' blues on the piano Same old three chords and cliched fuckin' runs And I'll talk too much and stay too long
Don't wanna be in your club if you'd take me as a member I'm not even slightly interested in whether I'm remembered I say Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Gimme a tombstone baby if you feel you must Sayin' here lies a clown who wrote some songs Y'know he talked too much and stayed too long
Another white mother-fucker rambling on He talked too much and stayed too longTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
