"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
Wanting contact
(I'm only, only) wanting contact
I'm only wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake 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..."
Peter Gabriel: I have the touch
