The Beautiful South - You Can Call Me Leisure lyrics

You look a younger more beautiful version of d**h But I'm scared to hold you close or smell your breath Now your body's facing east your heart is west And you can call me leisure and I can call you rest We can't stop thinking that we should've guessed We should've held you closer to our chest 'Cos our shoulders were put there for that test Now you can call me leisure and I can call you rest Well you certainly jumped the red at treasure chest Your joyride didn't feel bad enough to confess Till you placed the lemming on this family crest And you can call me leisure, the donor of poor measure The scalpel of all pleasure, I'll call you rest It's what we thought God gave us shoulders for Not to shrug in self pity or to ignore Instead the helpless ration chances to the poor We pick your weightless body up from the floor We pick your weightless body up from the floor All the minutes, and the hours that you caressed Have been taken to a place that you thought best If it's heaven or it's hell you're still well blessed And I shall get my own back when I can call you rest Well you certainly jumped the red at treasure chest Your joyride didn't feel bad enough to confess Till you placed the lemming on this family crest And you can call me leisure, the donor of poor measure The scalpel of all pleasure, I'll call you rest It's what we thought God gave us shoulders for Not to shrug in self pity or to ignore Instead the helpless ration chances to the poor We pick your weightless body up from the floor We pick your weightless body up from the floor Up from the floor, up from the floor, up from the floor