I know all the clear and cunning motives of public
Rest assured, you'll be living like a decadent vixen
In a posh upper-Westside estate, oh
But where did the cool and pretty popular ones go?
Dressed to the nines in your sister's clothes
Rehash, react, rehash, reaction
Rehash, react, react, satisfaction

These are things we don't wanna mention
Pretty boys and girls giving us tension
All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, no action
She put it on the stereo
Now the kids' got something to sing to
One day soon, she'll see that
All they do is go and talk, talk, react, react
Talk, talk, talk, react, react, reaction

So she lives light, so she's young
She's got a sense of control
People, hormones became your enemy a long time ago
And idiot kids with their tongues
and words and keen sense of fashion
One day die alone and bloated and fascist
But at least they die with stories to tell
Talk, talk, talk, react, react, react
Oh, oh, oh!

These are things we don't wanna mention
Pretty boys and girls giving us tension
All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, no action
She put it on the stereo
Now the kids' got something to sing to
One day soon, she'll see that
All they do is go and talk, talk, react, react
Talk, talk, talk, react, react, reaction

(Let's go, baby!)
(All they do is talk, talk, talk... , all they do is)

All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, react
All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, react
All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, react
react, reaction, yeah, yeah
All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, react
All they do is talk, talk, talk, react, react
Talk, talk, talk, talk, reaction, oh!