Donkey Talk

Donkey talk
I can hear the donkey talk
Words chained out in a line
Loads of reason not much rhyme
Finger drumming beats behind
Donkey talk most of the time

The conversation peters out
So you stare down at your shoes
There’s not much more to talk about
When the silence is confused
Then our eyes suddenly meet
And we choose to look away
That’s just where we are today

There’s no sense in hanging round
But we stand there all the same
You find a verb I pluck a noun
As the patience starts to strain
Then our words suddenly clash
As if there’s so much to say
That’s just where we are today

We used to stay up all night
With our eyes all bloodshot and wonky
We would hold each other tight
And talk the back legs off a donkey
But now i’m wearing it’s hat
We can’t even laugh at that

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4 Responses to “Donkey Talk”

  1. I never much liked ‘Donkey Talk’ when it came out on the ‘Domino’ album. It just seemed so lacklustre – and the restless crowd at the Torquay Riviera Centre on the Domino tour didn’t help my impression. The last thing you want is for people to start shouting for ‘Up the Junction’ or ‘Let’s have the hits’ in the middle of your new material for the latest album. So I was interested to find out that the original lyrics were not ‘Donkey talk’ at all, but ‘Junkie talk’. Now it makes so much sense to me and I love it. Powerful, broody and about something real, it’s an outstanding song – here are the original lyrics:

    Junkie Talk
    (Difford/Tilbrook)

    junkie talk
    I can hear the junkie talk
    words chained out in a line
    loads of reason not much rhyme
    finger drumming beats behind
    junkie talk most of the time

    the conversation peters out
    so you stare down at your shoes
    there’s nothing more to talk about
    now the silence is confused
    when our eyes suddenly meet
    but we choose to look away
    that’s just where we are today

    junkie talk
    I can hear the junkie talk
    words chained out in a line
    loads of reason not much rhyme
    finger drumming beats behind
    junkie talk most of the time

    there’s no reason to hang around
    but we sit here all the same
    you pick a verb I pluck a noun
    as the patience starts to strain
    then our words suddenly clash
    as if there’s so much to say
    that’s just where we are today

    we used to stay up all night
    with our eyes all bloodshot and wonky
    we would hold each other tight
    and talk the back legs off a donkey
    but now I’m wearing its hat
    we can’t even laugh at that

    junkie talk
    I can hear the junkie talk
    words chained out in a line
    loads of reason not much rhyme
    finger drumming beats behind
    junkie talk most of the time

    • tygre97 says:

      Donkey Talk sums up Domino for me. Could do better. The lyric’s okay and it’s quite funny in places but the tune’s dire. Although there are a few good tracks on the album, Domino was a great disappointment as a follow up to Ridiculous. I feel sorry for Ash, Chris and Hilaire. It can’t have been easy being new recruits on a ship that was already sinking.

  2. Thought you might like to know that there was another version of ‘Donkey Talk’ entitled ‘Power Talk’ which went the same way as ‘Junkie Talk.’

    Power Talk
    Difford/Tilbrook)

    power talk
    I can hear the power talk
    words chained out in a line
    all in season on the vine
    there is nothing left behind
    power talking all the time

    the conversation limbers up
    as you shake down in your shoes
    there’s so much more to talk about
    we have such different views
    then our eyes suddenly meet
    and you look so full of fear
    that’s when I always want to hear

    power talk
    I can hear the power talk
    words chained out in a line
    all in season on the vine
    there is nothing left behind
    power talking all the time

    the aggravation passes by
    and its time to share what you feel
    nothing can be sacrificed
    if the distance is to heal
    then our words suddenly clash
    and then there’s so much to say
    that’s just what I hear today

    power talk
    I can hear the power talk
    words chained out in a line
    all in season on the vine
    there is nothing left behind
    power talking all the time

    we used to stay up all night
    with our eyes all bloodshot and wonky,
    we would hold each other tight
    and talk the back legs off a donkey
    but now I’m wearing its hat
    now we even laugh at that

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