Ray Davies's
Working Man's Café cover

Nothing To Say

Ray Davies, released on Arthur (Or the Decline and Fall of the British Empire), © Hill & Range Songs BMI 1969


Remember walking with you by my side

You were my Papa and I was your pride

Now I've got children and I'm going grey

No time for talking I got nothin' to say


Those Sunday dinners that we had at home

Now I've got a house and I've got friends of my own

We can't do tomorrow what we did yesterday

It's best that we're going our separate ways, OK


How is your rheumatism (nothing to say)

How are your chillblains (nothing to say)

How's Aunty Mabel (nothing to say)

So far Papa, I got nothin' to say, OK


Those happy days we spent together

We thought our world would never change

How the days go by

And things will never be the same


You keep pretending that everything's fine

So you make small talk to help pass the time

But all the words that you spit from your face

Add up to nothin' you got nothin' to say


How are those noisy neighbors next door

I'll have to go soon 'cos I'm getting bored

I gotta be home early to see a good play

So far Papa, I got nothin' to say


How is your life insurance (nothing to say)

How is your trade union (nothing to say)

How is your Independence (nothing to say)

So for Papa, I got nothin' to say