We talk about America, we talk about the Klan
We talk about the terrorists out there in Pakistan
We talk about the benefits of lentils and of bran
We talk about the way to be when talking man to man
We talk about mortality, our blood-test and our scan
We talk the kind of language which governments might ban
We talk about all sorts of sports of which we're each a fan
When we men talk
We talk because we want to, we talk because we can
We talk about the ways to make an omelette or a flan
We talk about the Buddhist riddle known as a koan
We talk about the wars we fought when we were partisan
We talk about Italians in Naples, Rome, Milan
We talk about our purposes, posterity and span
We talk of faith and angels, of milk and marzipan
When we men talk
We talk about our family, of mum and dad and gran
We talk as if we hardly care. We try to stay deadpan
We talk about the job we do, our customers, our van
We talk about our Christmases, Yom Kippur, Ramadan
We talk about the years we spent in Russia or Japan
We talk about our film careers in Hollywood and Cannes
We talk about our situations, how it all began
When we men talk
We talk about the future and envisage some grand plan
We talk about the wealthy, unemployed and artisan
We talk of Myra, Mary, Mona, Meg and Marianne
We talk about our holiday, our hotel and our tan
We talk about the stuff we add, from salt to parmesan
We talk about the life we've lived, the businesses we ran
We talk to change the subject to anything other than
Pens we push. Price we pay
Pints in pubs. Swagger'n'sway
Plain as porridge. Dense as clay
This the stuff that we men say
Razor blade. Rub'n'spray
Black'n'white. Shades of grey
Stains which we won't wash away
This the stuff that we men say
Grass we mow. Fields we play
Oats we sow while making hay
Climate change when tempers fray
This the stuff that we men say
Maybe versus yeah or nay
Could be straight or could be gay
Pagger, batter, belt or bray
This the stuff that we men say
Lay'n'leave or love'n'stay
Pray for bird, get bird of prey
Burden till our dying day
This the stuff that we men say
Kingdom come or come what may
Somewhere something goes astray
Okay, hey'n'anyway
This the stuff that we men say
When we men talk