Common Touch

作词 : William Gold/Joseph Goldsmith/Mark Boardman/Ash Kabosu

作曲 : William Gold/Joseph Goldsmith/Mark Boardman/Ash Kabosu

Use that key and make me bleed, radiator

And off-season

There's not a devil in hell

Who would turn down the chance to meet her

Talkin' underhand

On my favourite band that you'd pretend to like before leaving

The torrential sounds under heaving clouds

You said the sky's just bruised but I saw bleeding

What do you want?

I would not care enough to know

And further on

I still won't care enough to know

And if it's all too much

For the common touch

I could gild my hands

In that circumstance

I could lift you up

Give a further thought

I could bleach your name in the clouds

Think she had a pretty name, something that rhymed with Jesus

And it's insane

There's not a beggar in hell

Who would turn down the chance to meet her

Sunk a couple grand

On a losing hand, sucked out and tried to fight the dealer

With habitual rounds over burial grounds

The father, daughter and the mother Teresa, Teresa, oh

****ing Teresa

What do you want?

I would not care enough to know

And further on

I still won't care enough to know

And if it's all too much

For the common touch

I could gild my hands

In that circumstance

I could lift you up

Give a further thought

I could bleach your name in the clouds

And could you give me a minute?

I'm not so sharp when I'm on my own

I see your face move in the shadows

Of all the places we used to go

And could you give me a minute?

Shut my mouth just to spite my nose

I wish my words were made for lovers

But I can't stand not singing on my own

音频工程师 : Niklas Lueger

主人声 : William Gold

和声 : Joseph Goldsmith

贝斯 : Ash Kabosu

键盘 : William Gold

鼓 : Mark Boardman

母带工程师 : Felix Davis

混音师 : Alistair Chant