Belle And Sebastian - Piazza, New York Catcher Lyrics
Elope with me Miss Private and well sail around the worldI will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girlHow many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?Oh elope with me in private and well set something ablazeA trail for the devil to eraseSan Franciscos calling us, the Giants and Mets will playPiazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?We hung about the stadium, weve got no place to stayWe hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tellAbout the saddest ending of a book you ever had to readThe statues crying too and well he mayI love you Ive a drowning grip on your adoring faceI love you my responsibility has found a placeBeside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle wordsCome wave upon me from the wider family net absurdYoull take care of her, I know it, you will do a better jobMaybe, but not what she deservesElope with me Miss Private and well drink ourselves awakeWell taste the coffee houses and award certificatesA privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 styleWell comment on the decor and well help the passer byAnd at dusk when work is over well continue the debateIn a borrowed bedroom virginal and spareThe catcher hits for .318 and catches every dayThe pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidaysHe goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floorHe knows the drink affects his speed hes praying fora doorwayBack into the life he wants and the confession of the benchLife outside the diamond is a wrenchI wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekendI know it wouldnt come to love, my heroine pretendA lady stepping from the songs we love unt
