don't like your stare
   don't like the arm in the air
   your style is so brash
   and that silly moustache

   it was, tabletalk

   the evil I see
   sends bad vibrations through me
   and oh what a square
   with your diagonal hair

   it was, tabletalk

   l said to gilly
   'how do you do tabletalk?'
   'how do you do tabletalk?'
   and this is what she said;
   'love love love love...'

   the love of his life
   too close to become a wife
   and the death of this girl
   came close to saving the world

   from his tabletalk