Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture br Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral br Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall br To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall br br Elegant clothes, you want to be seen with her br Under your tweeds you sweat like a teenager br Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall br To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall br br Today is for you br They laid it out for you br For you br There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you br But this feels so unnatural to Peter Gabriel, too br br All of the cards and all of the time it took br Soon it's all lines of red in a leather book br Begging you to wait for a minute by the door br Your creeping feet where they've never been before br br Today is for you br They laid it out for you br For you br There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you br But this feels so unnatural Peter Gabriel, too