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 industrial squeeze
It looks like luxury and feels like a disease

Oh give it to me, give it to me
I don´t want to know much about much
Give it to me, give it to me
I need, I need, I need the human touch

Left with just a house to hold
Drinking your way to drydock
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 hidden with a kiss

When I´m talking in tongues I go where you lead
I don´t make you plead, 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 laying stretched out on the floor
It´s no mystery to me anymore

Oh give it to me, give it to me
I don´t want to know much about much
Give it to me, give it to me
I need, I need, I need the human touch