Dinner for Two - David Byrne, St. Vincent

By the time the guests arrive

Ooo, already it was dark outside

Tables set with china dishes

We’re welcomed in with tiny kisses

What’s her name;

I don’t remember

Isn’t that the famous author

Harry’s gonna get some appetizers

Well, he’s keeping out of range of small arms fire

Dina has a phone;

she says it’s working

Now she’s crawling on the floor, across the kitchen

Something I should tell you,

But we are never alone

Tanks outside the bedroom window

We’ll be okay with the curtain closed

The guests are fine behind the sofa

It’s much too late, they should not go home

Something I should tell you,

But we are never alone

Up by dawn, already morning

I ask myself what is going on

Some tender words and sidelong glances

Are you okay, have you lived here long?

Underneath the stairway,

Somebody’s changing her clothes

Sweaters and a t-shirt,

Silk dresses cover the floor

Sit down by my side

Take my overcoat

When will we get out

Maybe we will soon

Some of us losing it

Some of us breaking down

Some of us speaking out

Used to it now

Something I should tell you,

But we are never alone

There’s something I should tell you,

And I’ve been waiting so long

When it’s over with, going our separate ways

How about you and me;

Dinner for two