John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
[Verse 1]
She had never been the silent type
Didn't wanna be a trophy wife
She had an asp like Cleopatra
Everybody started to point at her
It was her first time at the opera house
She bought a ticket for Die Fledermaus
The gods peered out from private boxes
She must have caught someone's eye
No one knows what happened next
But they found her naked at a Texaco
[Chorus]
And she never talks
She never talks about it
She never talks at all anymore
[Verse 2]
She was put into a private ward
The kind that mere mortals can't afford
She didn't understand the changes
But she felt the need to speak her mind
She foretold the fall of rock and roll (Rock and roll)
She predicted all the exit polls
She was ridiculed for each suggestion
No one realised they'd all come true
Now she knew where speaking led
She bit her tongue until it bled
[Chorus]
And she never talks
She never talks about it
She never talks at all anymore
She never talks at all anymore
[Verse 3]
People begged her for a final word
Promised solemnly that she'd be heard
But life seemed cruel and pointless
She just wanted to be left alone
She was doomed to speak one final time (One last time)
Before she gave up for a life in mime
They laughed loudest when she predicted
A happy ending for herself
Now she lives with her dogs and me
In perfect silent harmony (Harmony and)
[Chorus]
She never talks
She never talks about it
She never talks at all anymore
She never talks
She never talks about it
She never talks at all anymore
She Never Talks was written by John Wesley Harding.
She Never Talks was produced by Eric Kupper.