Tango for One by Peter Hammill Lyrics

And every time you call me
I wait to hear what favour you require of me this time...
The object of your own desire
Not everything's about you
I'm not exactly hanging on your words
This audience is restive
Perhaps you've not observed
Because it's me, me, me with you
And what I feel means not a lot
No, I don't need this
You're welcome to what you've got

Not everything's about you
My world does not revolve
Around whatever problem you want solved;
Perhaps you might do better with a fresh resolve
But it's always me, me, me with you
And I have had it up to here;
No, I don't need this –
You're welcome to yourself, my dear
You're welcome to the party
So glad your guests have all arrived
They're all reflecting your brilliance in their adoring eyes
You're welcome to this moment
Everybody's here for you...
But you'll be dancing by yourself before the night is through

Not everything's about you
Not everything's about you
Not everything about you's true

And every time you call me
Your self-obsession grows:
You'll stew in your own juices, I suppose
I've had enough of listening, there's nobody at home;
Not everything's about you, everybody knows
That everything about you's emperor's new clothes

You're welcome to the party
So glad that everybody came;
Oh, how they admire you as your worth is self-proclaimed!
The spittoons fill up with vitriol
While you're puffing up your name
Yes, you're welcome to this moment
You perceive as your righteous fame;
And if exhausting our patience
Has long been your chosen game
You're a winner, you're a champion...
In your own eyes you're a saint
Is that what you've become?
Yes, you're welcome to yourself
But when this one-off race is run
Not everything's about you
Not everything's about you
And getting on without you won't be hard
If of comfort that's a crumb

It's always me, me, me with you;
Surely it can't be so much fun
To find you're dancing a tango for one?