Peter Gabriel - I Have the Touch (Robbie Robertson Mix) lyrics
[Peter Gabriel - I Have the Touch Robbie Robertson Mix lyrics]
The time I like is the rush hour
Cause I like the rush
The pushing of the people
I like it all so much such a mass of motion
Do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and I have the touch
I'm waiting for ignition
I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light
Up in the dark there you stand before me
All that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare? I have the touch
Wanting contact, I'm wanting contact, I'm
Wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake hands, shake hands
Any social occasion, it's "Hello
How do you do?"
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and I have the touch
Your actions talk as a naked man
With nothing up their sleeve
Words you use can devastate, can decoy
And deceive talk to me with flesh and blood
I trust what I receive
The moment I believe is I have the touch
Wanting contact, I'm wanting contact, I'm
Wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Pull my chin, stroke my
Hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette
Tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my
Arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back
But nothing seems to please
I need contact i need contact
Nothing seems to please i need contact
Oh, I need contact yes, I need contact
Tact tact tact-contact
Tact tact tact-contact
Tact taca tact-contact
Cause I like the rush
The pushing of the people
I like it all so much such a mass of motion
Do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and I have the touch
I'm waiting for ignition
I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light
Up in the dark there you stand before me
All that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare? I have the touch
Wanting contact, I'm wanting contact, I'm
Wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake hands, shake hands
Any social occasion, it's "Hello
How do you do?"
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and I have the touch
Your actions talk as a naked man
With nothing up their sleeve
Words you use can devastate, can decoy
And deceive talk to me with flesh and blood
I trust what I receive
The moment I believe is I have the touch
Wanting contact, I'm wanting contact, I'm
Wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Pull my chin, stroke my
Hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette
Tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my
Arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back
But nothing seems to please
I need contact i need contact
Nothing seems to please i need contact
Oh, I need contact yes, I need contact
Tact tact tact-contact
Tact tact tact-contact
Tact taca tact-contact