Charles Bukowski - The Telephone lyrics

Will bring you people With its ring, People who do not know what to do with Their time And they will ache to Infect you with This From a distance (although they would prefer To actually be in the same room To better project their nullity upon You). The telephone is needed for Emergency purposes only These people are not Emergencies, they are Calaminties. I have never welcomed the ring of a Telephone "hello," I will anser Guardedly "this is Dwight." Already you can feel their imbecile Yearning to invade They are the people-fleas that Crawl the Psyche. "yes, what is it?" "well, I'm in town tonight and I thought..." "listen, Dwight, I'm tied up, I Can't..." "well, maybe another Time?" "maybe not..." Each person is only given so many Evenings And each wasted evening is A gross violation against the Natural course of Your only Life; Besides, it leaves an aftertaste Which often lasts two or three days Depending upon the visitor. The telephone is only for Emergency purposes. It has taken me Decades But I have finally found out How to say "no." Now Don't be concerned for them, Please: They will simply dial another Number. It could be Yours. "hello," you will Say. And they will say, "this is Dwight." And then *you* Be The kind Understanding Soul.