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