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Piazza New York Catcher
by Belle and Sebastian

Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll sail around the world
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
Oh elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze
A trail for the devil to erase

San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay
We hung about the Tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read, it always makes you cry
The statue's crying too and well he may

I love you
I've a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you, my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the family wider net absurd
"You'll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job"
Maybe, but not what she deserves

Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll drink ourselves awake
We'll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We'll comment on the decor and we'll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we'll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare

The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed, he's praying for a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench

I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn't come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the song we love until this day
You'd settle for an epitaph like "Walk Away, Renee"
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bob Kildea, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Richard Colburn, Sarah Martin, Stephen Jackson, Stuart Murdoch

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Tom George

I've tried for years to write lyrics as casual and touching as this. But this sounds like it came to him so easily.

lazy homebody

Probably autobiographical


Dude I know...I'm still trying lol

lazy homebody

"I'm only lucid when I'm writing songs." stuart

Kev Day

The song is about when Stuart Murdoch was dating his future wife, Marisa Privitera (they married in 2007). At the time they were both baseball fans and would meet at the ballpark. This would have been around 2002 when rumors were spread about Piazza being gay. There's a Rolling Stone article from earlier this year explaining it.

taylor taniguchi

@Scott Pelarski was he straight or was he gay

Scott Pelarski

@Sigrid lindhardtsen He was the New York catcher.

Sigrid lindhardtsen

Who is piazza?


i had no idea. Thanks!

Matthew Boyd

Great backround. Such a wonderful song, and that story makes me love it more.

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