Human Touch [alternate version] Elvis Costello

I know I've just gotta get out of this place
I can't stand any more of that mechanical grace
Though you say it's only an industrial squeeze
Looks like luxury, feels like a disease

Give it to me, oh, give it to me
I don't wanna know much about much
Give it to me, oh, give it to me
I need, I need, I need the human touch

Left with just a house to hold, drinking your way to dry dock
It's easy to break up a model citizen living in the state of shock
I just can't believe I am responsible for this
What the makeup hides can't be made up with a kiss

Oh, give it to me, oh, give it to me
I don't wanna know much about much
Givе it to me, oh, give it to me
I need, I need, I need thе human touch

Oh, oh, oh, when I'm talking in tongues
I go where you lead
I don't make you plead
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I need you

How I'd like to fix her in a picture of rage
How I'd like to catch her when she's acting her age
But when she's lying stretched out on the floor
It's no mystery to me anymore