Touching the Untouchables

Touching The Untouchables - Men At Work

Hello to you my sweet young friends

Have you got money perhaps you could lend

I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun

My shirt's turn my time's near done

Touching the untouchables but they don't know

Respect the disrespectables but in the end you know

You turn away what can I say

Spend my nights in the telephone booth

I make sure I leave the phone off the hook

There are no Jones' and I pay no rent

I have to stand straight because my back's so bent

Tell my secretary I ain't takin any calls

And if you want to find me just ask the boys

Down at the wall that's where I'll be

Oh

Park bench and cigarettes

Can you help me get off this fence

Can't you see I'm just an old man

Tryin hard do what I can

Touching the untouchables but they don't know

Repect the disrespectables but in the end you know

You turn away what can I say

You'll never never know

You'll never know