Writer(s): Peter GabrielLyrics powered by 5m 5s The time I like is the rush hour, ′cause I like the rush The pushing of the people, I like it all so much Such a mass of motion, do not know where it goes I move with the movement, and I have the touch I'm waiting for ignition, I′m looking for a spark Any chance collision, and I light up in the dark There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair Oh, do I dare, I have the touch Wanting contact I'm wanting contact I'm wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands Give me the thing I understand Shake those hands, shake those hands Shake hands, shake hands 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 I have the touch Wanting contact I′m wanting contact I'm wanting contact with you Shake those hands, shake those hands Give me the thing I understand Shake those hands, shake those hands Shake those hands, shake those 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 I need contact I need contact Nothing seems to please I need contact Oh, I need contact Yes, I need contact Tact, tact, tact, contact Tact, tact, tact, contact Tact, tact, tact, contact Con, con, con, contact Con, con, con, contact
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