Well, I heard that news from the man in the street
How his shades are cool and his dogs are sweet
Ska music, reggae, it's the same old beat
But it's different clothes on a new elite
Oy
Well, I heard that news from the man in the street
How his dogs are cool and his shades are sweet
Ska music, reggae, it's the same old beat
But it's different clothes on a new elite
And I heard that rap about unity
That only works when the beers are free
Talk to me about picking up the slack
Turn around and stab me right in the back
Oy
Talk is cheap
Pay your dues 'cause nothing is free
And you're making a deal that means nothing to me
And you're missing the point if you can't see
This is '87, not '63
And you talk to me about the problems of the world
You're trying to fool your best friend's girl
Talk to me about picking up the slack
Turn around and stab me right in the back
Talk is cheap
Well, I heard that news from the man in the street
How his shades are cool and his dogs are sweet
Ska music, reggae, it's the same old beat
But it's different clothes on a new elite
I heard that rap about unity
That only works when the beers are free
Talk to me about picking up the slack
And then you turn around and stab me right in the back
Talk is cheap
Yeah, talk is cheap
Talk is cheap