Lyrics of The lost art of conversation

Why all the distance in existence
Join the resistance
Come on, let's start by talking tactics
With pepper-pots and matchsticks
Here's how we practice the lost art of conversation
David jason, francis bacon, frank lampard
It's gonna take some concentration
But all the best things do

There's a terrific neolithic tribe in the pacific
They've got no cars, no televisions
No money, no ambitions
Just some pigs and some chickens
And the lost art of conversation
The league of nations, the english patient, joan of arc
It's gonna take some imagination
But all the best things do

Don't try this in public or they'll think you've gone insane
And it won't be long before the men in white coats come
To take you far away

We had a comrade, a brave comrade
He could talk for whole days
But then he tried to be a hero
Tried talking 'bout jean miro to commuters wearing earphones
He almost die for conversation
Hallucinations, good vibrations, van dyke parks
Greyhound racing, steeple chasing, the reformation
Transubstantiation, bram stoker's creation
The land of the thracians, and right back to the start
It's gonna take some time and patience
But all the best things do

Don't try this in public or they'll think you've gone insane
And it won't be long before the men in white coats come
To take you far away, far away
Well here they come