When the bar door the conversation closes Chit-chat commences, their necks bent back You spend more time looking for some action How can you talk when you could care less? What'cha drinking? What's your major? Man, I don't even care All this small talk's drinking up my time Man, I just want to blow into thin air I want to (?) like a robber (?) I zero in on the onstakes onslaught Most times even that doesn't thrill me much What'cha smoking? Who's she seeing? Man, I don't even care All this small talk's drinking up my time Man, I just want to blow into thin air I only want to blow into thin air The catty gossip and the all shit talking The scapegoat soup is bubbling hot Fingers pointing, bad blood boiling Can't take the heat, turn the volume up What'cha drinking? Who's she seeing? Man, I don't even care All this small talk's drinking up my time Man, I just want to blow into thin air I only want to blow into thin air Other New Bomb Turks songs