Pleased To Meet You

i don't need you
it's just that i need
something i can care about
to pick me up and wash me down
and wear me out if i want you
it's just that i need something
i can't do without
to lift me up and let me down
and lay me out to gather me
and give some affection

romeo and juliet marilyn monroe
anthony cleopatra joe di maggio

you can say what you like
but i don't think it's so you
go straight through my heart
little one i don't want you
it's just that i need something
i can't live without
so tear me up and break me down
and bare me out if i want you

i recognise a need in me
i can't disguise a brittle thing
that kicks me like a broken knife
that gathers me and gives me a reflection
you can say what you like
but i don't think its so you go straight
to my heart little one

romeo me come see me
i know what you are
possession is ninety nine tenths of it all
i just need something i can really care about

our hero's fallen down again
it's not a big surprise
two weeks wages on a suit
a crappy pair of shoes
he's only handsome
in the right light
now what are we going to do
you never really knew
and no one knows where connie goes
she's wearing shiny clothes
paper wraps and skinny guys and
all her neighbours
eyes say running riot
our hero knows the papers
just need their news
they never really knew
but they decided where you're going to
we're ready for you don't write don't call me
unless you're lying in a traffic accident
unless you're dying in a traffic accident

and somewhere in a whitehall room
who's popping prostitutes full
of scotch and falling off
and that persistant cough a cosy number
and all those goons
they're only afraid of truth
they never really knew
that in the end
it would desert them too

we're ready for you
don't write don't call me
unless you're lying in a
traffic accident
unless you're dying in a
traffic accident

are we violent
are we stupid
are we vacant
are we useless
hello work life
farewell park life
have you come for me

don't write don't call me
or are we giving ourselves away
woke up this morning
and am i giving myself away
they owe you something
unless they're lying
in a traffic accident

pleased to meet you mr morgan
how you feeling today
isn't it a lovely morning
seen you looking my way
all the flowers in your garden
make a lovely display
who will keep them tidy for you
maybe i should explain

we could build a caravan
from the ocean to the sea
if we really get along
we decided all along
if we really get along
we'll go rollercoastering

pleased to meet you mr morgan
how are you feeling today
isn't it a lovely morning
been a while without rain
all we do is we talk about it
say you know why i came
from the kitchen to the garden
maybe i should explain

we could build a caravan
we could build a caravan
if we really get along
we could build a caravan
from the ocean to the sea
and it wouldn't bother me
no it wouldn't bother me
we'd go rollercoastering

i could take you home
i will take you home

because of you
i fall asleep for hours
we're made of glue
our bodies crushed and tired
i lie and lie
and now a most peculiar
wave arrives
how it breaks my guard
waits for me
while we slide apart
i know you're
taking me nowhere
and now there's
nothing else to say
i never was a fan
of the winter
so you'll understand
if i don't stay

we're sick today
turns out we're only hiding
got clean away
so nothing clever finds us
we lie and lie
and all this mess we never talk about
gathers dust and doubt
somebody take the rubbish out

and on what flavour day
did you scramble away
was i lost
or tired or sleeping
didn't i look too great
was it moments too late
when you noticed
your mistake

everyday i know you're
taking me nowhere
and now there's
nothing else i can say
i never was a fan
of the winter
so you'll understand
if i don't stay

i never was a fan of the winter time
so you'll forgive me if i don't stay

met a man
a motorway man
met a man
he really makes me wonder
slow faced worn and weary
one race left and then
fall over
and i see him every single day
and i see him everywhere driving
past me sunlight
on the bonnet so bright
everyone is cracking
slow face on the shoulder
still straight but everything is lacking
floating in and fading out
it seems anyway he waves at me
through the sunbeams

met a man
a motorway man
met a man
he really drags me under
sixteen miles an hour
sixteen miles an hour
baby do you laugh at me
i think you do and you know
that all of us are right behind you
and now i want to go home
but it's too late
how much further to go
before the home
straight wave me by and gently sigh
a smile just starts to break
you've got a funny face

going straight has never been easy
close my eyes don't look to the left or right
when it hurts you know it's the price
you can't make it
everyday i hide from the sunlight
anyway i got near it on twice
maybe i have never been brave
yes i want to

please please please
you've got to find a place of your own
before they carve your name on a stone
you've got to lift yourself up from the ground
and it's a strange world dragging you down
please please please

all belief the reason escapes me
letting go can't make you feel any worse
all my life i know i was cursed
you can't break it

please please please
you know it's hard for you mother and me
you know it's not what we wanted to be
you've got to lift me up to the sky
there's only seconds left till we die
you know it's not what we wanted to be
you know it's hard for your mother and me
and it's a strange world dragging you down
you've got to lift me up off the ground

pistol shots and lights at dawn
and one fine day you'll find her gone
all the ghosts they come for me
make her cry a little and cover them up
broken clocks and bathroom tides
but one fine day old mountains rise
cupboard doors and garden gates
and deep inside some glacier waits
and what in the world did i do then
its only late for a while
its only scent your skin
what in the world do i do to resist
its only seventy inches and where do i go

i know nothing is changing but its gone
its really gone

i know its not really life till its gone wrong
there must be a reason

all the lives that i forgot
and one fine day you'll find her gone
all the nights they run from me
make her sigh a little and gather them in

and what in the world do i do then
its only late for a while
its only breath on your skin
and what in the world do i do to be strong
its only seventy inches and where do i go

i know nothing is changing
but its gone its really gone
i know its not really life till its all gone
and there must be a reason
there must be a reason