Alec Ounsworth - Mo Beauty Me and You, Watson

Lyrics

The sound of the foghorn,
It tears me from my sleep,
I’m much too tired for the waking,
But to wired for the sheep,
And the anvil’s on the table,
The sword is on the door,
It’s time to pick up breadcrumbs
That you spilled upon the floor

Now, I can’t forget to put the pipe
In my mouth for the smell will tell
The neighbors that I’m on the beat again,
So please don’t pause in any
Strange and darkened corners,
for that’s where I’m looking first,
I’ll rip the groceries from your arms
And empty the contents of your purse

Me and You, Watson,
Me and You, Watson
Me and You, Watson
Me and You, Watson

Oh, well, I don’t need nothing,
Oh, and I can be nothing,
My meat feet don’t need to know

But the joke is on me,
As it somehow always seems to be,
I went looking for some hard clues
Up the inner-city trees
And you were nowhere to be found,
You were nowhere to be seen,
It’s getting late at night now, Watson, let’s grab a cup of tea

I’m sitting in my room again,
Still waiting for your call,
I’ve got a blister on my forehead,
From when I leaned against the wall,
And my notebook’s full of memories,
Too sad for one to tell
About the time when you were next to me,
Shaking,
Shaking.

Me and You, Watson,
Me and You, Watson
Me and You, Watson
Me and You, Watson

Oh, well, I don’t need nothing,
Oh, and I can be nothing,
My meat feet don’t need to know