(Gary BrookerPete Sinfield)



I've been watching your performance

From the minute you got here

you've been riding on your high horse

But your motives are not clear

You have filled up all the ashtrays

And the carpets wearing thin

I believe we both speak English

Won't you kindly let me in

Let me in all I want to do is help you

Let me in, let me in, let me in



You keep looking out the window

You keep staring at the door

Yeah and every time the phone rings

You make frantic semaphore

I'm a man that's used to trouble

I've seen all the seven sins

I'll even be your long lost uncle

If you'll only let me in . ..

Let me in all I want to do is help you

Let me in, let me in, let me in



You know they say a trouble shared's a trouble half way gone

But bottle it inside and you'll explode

I'd rather have your tears than nitro-glycerine

So let me in I can take the load

I can mend a heart that's broken

Put a patch on your romance

But I gotta have some detail

Time and place and circumstance

I'm a man that's used to trouble

I've seen all the seven sins

There ain't nothin' left to shock me

But you gotta let me in . ..