Talk Is Cheap

Talk is Cheap Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. Talking brings us endless pleasure As we share the treasure By what we do; It's true the road to hell Is paved with good intentions, Heavy on the mentions, But no follow through. Chorus: Jesus, once He told the story That a loving father Said to his two sons "There's work for you to do. Which one of your will do it?" "Father," said the first, Don't count on me. I won't do anything for you." Chorus: The second son said to his father, "Surely, I will go into the field And gladly do this work for you. But soon he was distracted, Shamefully he acted. He forgot the work he promised he would do. Chorus: But don't be sad. The work was done Because the other son Repented and went out And worked till setting sun. You see, it's by our actions, Not by what we promise, That our Father's will on earth is truly done. Repeat the last three lines more slowly and then a cacophany of "talk"s.