Can't touch or be touched
He can't love or be loved
Can't touch or be touched
And now he's all stressed up
He's drunk 25 pints of Amoco
Another drink, another girl
Another life in another world
Well, well, he ain't superstitious
But he's feeling mighty strange
That wrinkle, tinkle tink
Of no-one on the phone again, again
Quit drinking the drink, jump on the train
He gotta watch the rain beat upon the rain
He gotta feel his shame beat upon his shame
He gotta know his pain by it's real name
Know his pain by it's real name
Can't touch or be touched