Here we go down a long dark road

Same place where we used to go

And the words get stuck on the tip of my tongue



Feeling cut off from everyone, oh



Do I have to talk you into it?

Do we have to make sense of it?

When I've known you such a long time

And we never had to act polite

I wanna whisper down the tube

All the words you would never use

Do I have to talk into it?



Jimmy digs in his long dark coat

Comes up with a tender throat

And he hides it away in a Bronson Park

So he can't get to it after dark



Do I have to talk you into it?

Do we have to make sense of it?

They say I better seal you up in wax

So that you're never gonna bite me back

And I can feel it when I'm away

I got to get back tomorrow if not today

To try to talk you into it

Oh, I have to talk you into it



Knock knock



When the mood of the era's gone

Everybody fading me, even my ma

And the words get stuck on the tip of my tongue

Feeling cut off from everyone, oh

Oh, oh, whoa



Do I have to talk you into it?

Do I have to talk you into it?

Well here we go down a long dark road

Been here, man, many times before

I wanna whisper down the tube

All kinda words you would never use

Do I have to talk you into it?