Sartorial Eloquence Songtext
von Tom Robinson

You′ve a certain sartorial eloquence
And a style that's almost all your own
You′ve got the knack of being so laid back
It's like talking to the Great Unknown
You've got a self-sufficient swept-back hairdo
Pretty certain that you′ve got it made
Oh, your lifestyle shows in the clothes you chose
Sitting pretty in the Masquerade

Don′t you wanna play this game no more
Don't you wanna play no more?
I wouldn′t really mind
But you seem so bored
Don't you wanna play no more?


You remain the only mean contender
Though you never meant to lose at all
Down at mouth, yet unsurrounded
Adam Ant before The Fall
Oh when you go, you know I might be lonely
But I′ll keep it under close control
Go and get your kicks and we can call it quits
I believe I'm feeling indisposed

Don′t you wanna play this game no more
Don't you wanna play no more?
Don't you wanna play this game no more
Don′t you wanna play no more?
Don′t you wanna play this game no more
Don't you wanna play no more?
I wouldn′t really mind
But you seem so bored
Don't you wanna play no more?