I’m the king of the silents, I’m laying low
Waiting till the talkies blow over
I was acquainted with Greta Garbo
Just like a sister and brother
That was in the days I couldn’t walk the avenues
Now I’m between jobs with nothing else to do
You may laugh and you may mock
But folks don’t wanna hear their idols talk
Hear their idols talk
I’m the king of the silents, I oughta know
I used to make the front covers
And dined at the Derby with names you would know
Don’t go blowing my cover, oh no
This is only temporary till they see some sense
And bring the silent movies back to us again
They may laugh and they may mock
But folks don’t wanna hear their idols talk
Hear their idols talk
I’m the king of the silents, I’m laying low
Waiting till the talkies blow over
You’d be amazed at the people I know
And those I don’t, you don’t wanna bother
The stars were my neighbours, I was their friend
We used to race our Lagondas
I’ll bide my time for the talkies will end
My comeback’s just round the corner, come on
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Gallagher & Lyle Lyrics – King Of The Silents