It's Immaterial - Happy Talk lyrics

'Oh, no... well it's not for me another day of selling things' Yesterday I was a salesman until I quit the retail bit, circus towns they always bring me down it never stops... childish plots they've got their standards, huh – you can't infringe well me I've got my surface friends with tiny hearts, who play the part But no, it's not for me I have to leave before they break me oh no, I said it's not for me they won't be happy until all this talk brings me down... All fine people don't get me wrong but it's unwise to stay too long oh I'm no wise-egg but understand take this matter in both your hands choose your poison and don't look back ah, me I need a lucky break and I won't hesitate No, it's not for me I have to leave before they break me oh no, I said it's not for me they won't be happy until all this talk brings me down... 'I didn't apply for this job, it applied for me tupperware, I mean, who needs it anyway I said oh, no... no, it's not for me too many days... of selling things No, that call's not for me and if it is I'm out to lunch these days Oh, no.... no no no no... I said oh, no do eskimos really need snow so understand it's not your fault why it's only me and I need the air to breathe oh, no why it's not for me they won't be happy until all this talk brings me down... Yeh-hay-hay-hay-hay... say Mrs. Jones, my name is Bill Prine 'Surely you need something I mean after all, none of it's expensive I deal in tittle and tattle it may look a bit tacky, but it does the job I used to be a novelist, and I've gone right down hill now haven't I' (whistle)