You want to know if I want to go
To another one of Jackie’s parties
To hang around with a bunch of clowns
Gazing at their shoes and acting arty

Let's not and say we did…

I cannot, I can’t deal with it
I cannot deal with it

I can practically hear them
You want to know if I want to go
I hear them shooting the shit
Promote myself, to show and tell
I can picture them sneering at
Back stabbing, how gouache
Each other’s weak attempts at wit
I don’t think so
I know, I know

Let's not and say we did…

I cannot, I can’t deal with it
Cannot deal with that thing

Let’s just hide out and be boring
Let’s just hide from everything
I’m in no mood to go whoring
To keep grabbing the brass ring

Can’t possibly…

You think I would meet someone who could
Help me get my somewhat leftfield art out
Get on the scene, you never know where things lead
You gotta go to Jackie’s weekly party, man

Let's not and say we did…

Let’s not, I can’t deal with it
I cannot deal with that thing