Texty: Robert Forster. Don't Touch Anything.

Now that I know how to control myself
Now that I?ve learnt how to contain myself
?Life is art.?
?Art is life.?
But have you met my wife?

Don?t get involved
Just let it burn or ring
Wait until it gets fixed
And don?t touch anything

Now that I know who the devil is
And I can live without seeing the pyramids
?Love your work.?
?Work your love.?
But I seem to have lost a glove?
And it was a winter glove

Don?t get involved
Just let it burn or ring
Wait until the man comes
And don?t touch anything

Now that I know what it is that I do
I never had a doubt about me and you
Every evening is a patch of blue
I never had a doubt about me and you

And don?t touch anything