Piazza, New York Catcher

Piazza, New York Catcher - Belle & Sebastian

Elope with me Miss Private and well sail around the world

I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl

How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take

How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays

Oh elope with me in private and well set something ablaze

A trail for the Devil to erase

San Franciscos calling us the Giants and Mets will play

Piazza New York catcher are you straight or are you gay

We hung about the stadium weve got no place to stay

We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell about

The saddest book you ever had to read always makes you cry

The statues crying too and well he may

I love you I've a drowning grip on your adoring face

I love you my responsibility has found a place

Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words

Come wave upon me from the family wider net absurd

Youll take care of her I know it you will do a better job

Maybe but not what she deserves

Elope with me Miss Private and well drink ourselves awake

Well taste the coffee houses and award certificates

A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style

Well comment on the decor and well help the passer by

And at dusk when work is over well continue the debate

In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare

The catcher hits for 318 and catches every day

The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays

He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor

He knows the drink affects his speed hes praying for a doorway

Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench

Life outside the diamond is a wrench

I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend

I know it wouldn't come to love my heroine pretend

A lady stepping from the song we love until this day

You'd settle for an epitaph like 'Walk Away Renee'

The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower

Meet you at the statue in an hour

Meet you at the statue in an hour