Joni Mitchell - Talk To Me Lyrics
There was a moon and a street lampI didnt know I drank such a lottill I pissed a tequila-anacondaThe full length of the parking lot!Oh, I talk too looseAgain I talk too open and freeI pay a high price for my open talkingLike you do for your silent mysteryCome and talk to mePlease talk to meTalk to me, talk to meMr. mysteryWe could talk about marthaWe could talk about landscapesIm not above gossipBut Ill sit on a secret where honor is at stake!Or we could talk about powerAbout jesus and hitler and howard hughesOr charlie chaplins moviesOr bergmans nordic bluesPlease just talk to meAny old theme you chooseJust come and talk to meMr. mystery, talk to meYou could talk like a fool-Id listenYou could talk like a sageAnyway the best of my mindAll goes down on the strings and the pageThat mind picks up all these picturesIt still gets my feet up to danceEven though its covered with keyloidsFrom the slings and arrows of outrageous romanceI stole that from willy the shake!You know--neither a borrower nor a lender beRomeo, romeo talk to me!Is your silence that golden?Are you comfortable in it?Is it the key to your freedomOr is it the bars on your prison?Are you gagged by your ribbons?Are you really exclusive or just miserly?You spend every sentence as if it was marked currency!Come and spend some on me--Shut me up and talk to me!Im always talking!Chicken squawking!Please talk to me
