Talk Is Cheap

Kicked your gift-horse in the teeth Crowd gathered round in the street You killed your saviour, new one can't be found Talk is cheap, your saviour's highway bound You read the tabloids every day They're giving lots of things away They want to build you up So they can bring you down Talk is cheap, it's gonna Could make them a million pounds Now baby, don't put your business on the telephone Tell your girlfriend just to leave me alone Tell her to watch her mouth before she talks to anybody, anybody Oh, cause talk is cheap, it comes with the territory Well they say you can't shut up a god damn fool Ain't no exception to the rule It's blah, blah, blah, blah Just like a nursery rhyme Talk is cheap almost all the time