Текст песни Talk of the Town - Live - Parousia

Talk of the town, I am the talk of the town
Just give them a word and i've heard that they say that i will not let them down
Talk of the town, they follow me all around
But they laugh at my jokes and they scramble my yokes
And then they pull down their pants and then they ask for romance
I am the talk of the town when the rain's coming down
They ask for advice to get rid of their mice, am I a man or a clown
What can I do? They come to worship my shoe
Tommy or Christ, it's just a toss of the dice
Why I'm the man of the year, it's really not very clear
Why I'm the talk of the town

He's so bitchin' he's the most
Hot and sweet like jam on toast
Warm as stuffing in a roast

Piece of the pie, I want a piece of the pie
Give me your jewels and those luxury pools, just Jimmy Bakker and I
This isn't me, "I'm not a climb you can tree"
But I will take all your cars and then bed all your stars
And I will lead the buffoons to the end of the moons
'Cause I'm the talk of the town

He's so bitchin' he's the most
Hot and sweet like jam on toast
Warm as stuffing in a roast

Piece of the pie, I want a piece of the pie
And I will take all your cars and then bed all your stars
Then I will lead the buffoons to the end of the moons
'Cause I'm the talk of the town

I'm so bitchin' I'm the most
Hot and sweet like jam on toast
Warm as stuffing in a roast