- Under Lime
- Don't Look Now
- Burnt Sugar Is So Bitter
- Stripping Paper
- Unwanted Number
- I Let The Sun Go Down
- Mr. & Mrs. Hush
- Photographs Can Lie
- Dishonor The Stars
- Suspect My Tears
- Why Won't Heaven Help Me?
- He's Given Me Things
- Isabelle In Tears (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
- Adieu Paris (L'nvie Des Etoiles) (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
- The Final Mrs. Curtain (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
- You Shouldn't Look At Me That Way (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Look Now (2018) - (as Elvis Costello and The Imposters)
Under Lime lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
It's a long way down from the high horse you're on
When you stumble and then you're thrown
The last time we saw him, he was out in the rain
Watching that train roll down the track
Now he's back in showbiz
Trying to make a comeback
We know that he's desperate
And we know that he's broke
He's the mystery guest we'll puncture
They told a young girl with a clipboard
"Just keep him amused"
"Whatever you do, don't tell him your name"
"Whatever you think, don't let him drink"
Under lime, under lime, under lime
He whistles out of tune
His words don't always rhyme
But we will be right back
We're almost out of time
Down a long corridor, he's trying to impress
He was helping a showgirl fasten up her dress
And the clock on the wall tick-tocked the time away
And the band starts to play
In the violent strip of an undressing room
She loosened his grip and started
Tell me your story if you feel so inclined
He was a mess, almost resigned
Though she could guess, I think you will find
She thought "Oh, you know, I wouldn't mind"
He asked her boyfriend's name
Then her whole family tree
She thought I can't believe
It's happening to me
And upset, said "Hey, Pet, would you kindly pass that pill"
And allow me to just dictate my dying will
And the clock on the wall tick-tocked the time away
And the band starts to play
Jimmie was dreaming as she uncrossed her legs
He shuttered his eyes discreetly
And he thought of a drummer and considered a snare
But the beat of his heart said, "Don't ever start"
His conscience was bare, it said "Don't even dare"
She's completely unaware
She forced a laugh or a sign
At every alibi
Once every crime was confessed
He buttoned up his vest
Said "Hey gal, you're a pal, you've really been a sport"
And you don't get a record if you never get caught
And the clock on the wall tick-tocked the time away
And the band starts to play
It's a long way down from that high horse you're on
It's a long way back, 'less you cover your track
Or you bury your crime
Under lime, under lime, under lime, under lime
It's a long way down from that high horse you're on
It's a long way back, 'less you cover your track
Or you bury your crime
Under lime, under lime, under lime, under lime
It's a long way down from that high horse you're on
It's a long way back, 'less you cover your track
Cause you bury your crime
Under lime, under lime, under lime
Don't Look Now lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
Don't look now, don't you dare
I'm not decent, go sit over there
Would you rather I was draped in priceless fur?
As there's nothing else to wear
Don't look now
I saw you shoot that glance
I said, "Don't peek
At the sway of my dance
And the length of my limb
And the blush of my cheek"
Okay, look at me now
What do you see?
I see you looking at me
Looking at how you're looking at me
Oh, oh, oh
I know what you're thinking
I can read your mind
Oh, I promise, I'll be good this time
Now I wonder what you see
Will you be thinking of me?
Later on, when you're alone
Are you ever alone and longing?
I'll sit here silent and still
See if I'm breaking your will
I see you looking at me
Looking at how you're looking at me
Oh, don't look at me now...
Burnt Sugar Is So Bitter lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
She says, "What is it that I've done
That you want me to be punished?"
When she woke up one day to find
That he had started to vanish
But if you overhear voices
Perhaps you should not be listenin' at all
Twitch the vigilant lace
Make a slow, sour face
Set the scandalized whispering
She's out on her own with the rest of her riches
As the kids paint him out of their refrigerator pictures
She picks up the bill, pays off the babysitter
'Cause everybody knows burnt sugar is so bitter
Once there was a time
Before he turned strange
She thought they would be together
For more than a lifetime
Look at him now
My, how things have changed
He could tear the sweet heart out of any girl
On just a whim
And turn it from a candy to a caramel
And make her hate the silly way she used to feel
And say, "I know nothing about him"
Now what's left of the birthday cake
Is very beautifully frosted
An absent father picks up the phone
To find the number's unlisted
But while the kids are distracted
They don't notice she's nervous at all
But how long will it take
Not to make a mistake
When a gentleman comes to call?
She's out on her own with the rest of her riches
As the kids tear down the refrigerator pictures
They already know how a woman may advance
From a pretty picture hat to a supermarket trance
But if he's unkind, he might as well forget her
'Cause everybody knows burnt sugar is so bitter
Burnt sugar is so bitter
Burnt sugar
Stripping Paper lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper
It's amazing what you will find
Stripping paper
When you get down to the past
Back then we didn't have means
For fine decorations
So we painted while mixing wine
With flirtation
There, in the mess of it all
He took me right there in the thrill
Not quite against my will
With my back to that rococo wall
We slipped right down to the floor
I kicked closed the door
He complimented my taste
I anointed his serious face
With wallpaper paste
I wish we could laugh like that now
But what seemed to follow
And ended up hollow
Was our vow
Tear a strip or two
See what came not much later
Here's a pony and toy balloon
Behind a vine that withered all too soon
Here's the pencil of a measuring mark
And a monster she spied in the dark
Now I've got no place in her heart
Let me go back to the start
I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper
I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper
I got time on my hands I'm just stripping paper
Unwanted Number lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
You should hear the things that they say about me
They're saying "She's no better than she needed to be"
They don't know that he was kind and warm and tender
Soon he's gonna be another Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
How can I tell them?
How can I express?
How it felt to step out of this life and into his embrace
How can I tell them?
How can I explain?
All the love that I never had, I found in him
There may be a stain on the family name
And if my father was here I think I know who he'd blame
Mama says that he just doesn't care to remember
And all he thinks of me is another Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
What can she tell me?
What can I expect?
Of all the painful lessons that she learned she never earned respect
What can she tell me?
What can I believe?
That she really didn't hear me cry whenever he would leave?
There's a local game where they whisper my shame
They say "He gave her his child, he wouldn't give her his name"
They will torture me from January till September
And I will give my love to another Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
I will give my love to another Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
And I will give my love
And I will give my love
I will give my love to another Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
And I will give my love
And I will give my love
I will give my love to another Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
Unwanted Number
I Let The Sun Go Down lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
Whenever I'm in the tightest corner
Whenever I feel forlorn
I think of the isle where I was born
And the duty to which I've sworn
But I woke up in a nightmare
With a Union Jack and half a crown
John Bull got caught with his pants down, again
That's inviting sundown
It's time to do or die
It's time to say "Good-bye"
Cause I'm the man who lost the British Empire
Yes I'm the one, I let the sun go down
Don't let the shadows lengthen
And cover my good intentions
They say that darkness brings the right time
But it's also time for tears
I'm so sorry and sincere
Ahead of me a brilliant career
Now I'm going nowhere
It's time to do or die
It's time to say "Good-bye"
Cos I'm the man who lost the British Empire
Yes I'm the one I let the sun go down
Stay awhile
Delay the night
I'm too young for twilight
They'd tell the sun to hesitate
That's when Britain was Great
Now that the lights are flickering
My pulse is quickening
All over the world the lamps will dim
And never be seen again
The balloon's gone up
The night descends
As they lower the flag on no-man's land
They'll take you down a peg or two
This is the bitter end
I walk into darkness
It's time to do or die
It's time to say "Good-bye"
Cos I'm the man who lost the British Empire
Yes I'm the one, I let the sun go down
I let the sun go down
Don't let the sun go down
I let the sun go down
Mr. & Mrs. Hush lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
I tripped through a house of mirrors
Distorted my suspicions and fears (I heard a whisper)
There is a place where those secrets begin (they had a list)
I gave my name and they invited me in (but here's the twist)
A sign flickered and it started to flash
"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Hush"
Haven't you tired of that darkness yet?
Didn't you cry your heart out?
It's only a dream
What is it about love you can't accept?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
To be
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
But it was something I just couldn't understand
Until I slipped my finger into the band
Just think what those eyes might betray
Stare hard and now don't look away
Haven't you tired of that darkness yet?
Didn't you cry your heart out?
It's only a dream
What is it about love you can't accept?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
To be
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
I don't know if I'm deep down right inside her heart
Or outside her door
I don't know if I have the key to either
Uncertain if I should take her hand or leave her
(I thought I saw her)
It's a game of blindfold and bluff
(I thought I saw her)
You know I love you
Is it ever enough?
(I thought I saw her)
Oh, what did I know
(I thought I saw her)
Heigh-ho and there you go
(I thought I saw her)
A voice that caresses and heels like spurs
(I thought I saw her)
What if you walked in with some other fella
(I thought I saw her)
Heat is rising
And red is the colour
(I thought I saw her)
Green is the colour of my true love's eyes
(I thought I saw her)
And green is the colour of those jealous disguises
Haven't you tired of that darkness yet?
Didn't you cry your heart out?
It's only a dream
What is it about love you can't accept?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
To be
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
Mr. and Mrs. Hush
Photographs Can Lie lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
He was wired, dynamite
And she was rare as treasure
That's not the kind of story
You deny
In a frame, under glass
They'll always be together
And so in love, but photographs
Can lie
Now they say I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Saying, "He's my knight,
My bright morning sun"
Now I am mourning everyone
See him now, know he cheats
Why can't she see through him?
He used to be more valiant
Than vain
Put him on a pedestal
And it's a long way down there
I'll never be his little girl
Again
Now they say I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Saying, "He's my knight,
My bright morning sun"
Now I am mourning everyone
Someone else will look at me
And think he is my lover
Developing the image
In his eye
In a frame, under glass
We'll always be together
And so in love, but photographs
Can lie
Dishonor The Stars lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
If you wake and chance to look above you
There's one I named to show how much I love you
Hanging up high
Poets long have written and have sung
Of moonlight and some distant satellite
And when we're young we wish upon them
Other men may only dream to kiss you
But it's not a thrill like this
Put your lips a little closer to my cheek
Then whisper, then speak
So, tell me if you know
How deep can this thing go?
Honey will still desire the flowers
And there will be a love like ours
Until the sky dishonours the stars
What in the world would all this amount to?
If I can't tell you how much I want you
On such a night the sky might dishonour the stars
Disown and dishonour the stars
Poets long have written and have sung
Of moonlight and some distant satellite
And when we're young we wish upon them
Other men may only dream to kiss you
But it's not a thrill like this
Put your lips a little closer to my
Cheek then whisper, then speak
So, tell me if you know
How deep can this thing go?
Honey will still desire the flowers
And there will be a love like ours
Until the sky dishonours the stars
What in the world would all this amount to?
If I can't tell you how much I want you
On such a night the sky might dishonour the stars
Disown and dishonour the stars
Suspect My Tears lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
Do you remember how to say please?
You've had your own way for such a long time
Your lashes sweep down, I dry your cheek
You think I'm powerless when you speak
You may have something, I don't deny
You look so beautiful when you cry
If I seem unconcerned
Perhaps it's time you learned
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
You're not the only one who can turn it on
When oh when you need it
Do you remember how bad it felt?
Big eyes would fill up, your lip would tremble
You want to hurt me, but then you melt
You always promise to lose control
I learned the trick that you used to play
I'm tired of you having it your own way
With the power to persuade
Beginning to cascade
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
You're not the only one who can turn it on
When oh when you need it
If you hear me weeping
I may be cheating or just laughing inside
If you're suspicious
That I'm sly and vicious
Here's your chance to decide
Two hypocrites collide
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
You're not the only one who can turn it on
When oh when you need it
Oh when you need it
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
You're not the only one who can turn it on
When oh when you need it
Oh when you need it
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
I'll cry until you suspect my tears
Why Won't Heaven Help Me? lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
I set off alarms and fire off flares
Cause sometimes they answer prayers
I'm listening
I wait for some distant bell to ring
Why won't heaven help me?
(Far, far away)
Why won't heaven help me?
(It's so hard to say)
Why won't heaven help me?
Hey you out there!
Even if you dare...
Take care of your wishes
If you find they do come true
You may regret that too
Why won't heaven help me?
Why won't heaven help me?
Remember the thrill that followed praise
While dressed for a lover's gaze
The moment when
You saw through the lies of older men
Why won't heaven help me?
(Far, far away)
Why won't heaven help me?
(It's so hard to say)
Why won't heaven help me?
Hey you out there!
Even if you dare...
Take care of your wishes
If you find they do come true
You may regret that too
Why won't heaven help me?
(Why won't heaven)
Why won't heaven help me?
(Why won't heaven)
Why won't heaven help me?
(Why won't heaven)
I sensed this was wrong but take my word
I thought somehow I'd be spared
Alone again
Believe what you want of me
'Til then
Why won't heaven help me?
(Far, far away)
Why won't heaven help me?
(It's so hard to say)
Why won't heaven help me?
Hey you out there!
Even if you dare...
Take care of your wishes
If you find they do come true
You may regret that too
Why won't heaven help me?
(Why won't heaven)
Why won't heaven help me?
(Why won't heaven)
Why won't heaven help me?
(Why won't heaven)
He's Given Me Things lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
He's given me things you never would have
And if you did you'd want them back
Forgiven me things I didn't know that
I had done, but just faded to black
He's given me time and consolation
Some verses to read and lines to say
I will stay here for a while now
He call me "child" now
But it works that way
He's given me things you couldn't guess at
I don't mean jewels although they were fine
A way to depart, one way to enter
A right to dismiss upon a whim
When I close the door and you're supposing
I kick up my heels and then I scream
"Why was I chosen?" You'll never know
What I give to him
He's given me things you never thought of
Because they were not yours to give
So take this pill and tranquilize
And roll your eyes at the husbands
Not the customer's wives
He's forgiven me trials and tears and tantrums
And even all my false alarms
You sat there amused while I was crying
And just seemed to sigh but that's money can buy
And now I know why I come back to him
And now I know why you'll never do
Who are you?
Out there with one penny
You are so many
And we are so few
So cover the canvas if you're leaving
There's a bowl in the hallways to wash your hands
If the waters runs black please leave some silver
Then step past the glass and never come back
I'm living up here and you can see me
Yes, you can look but you can't touch
'Cause you don't belong, the air is thin here
You may asphyxiate my dear
For didn't you tell me "You should hold me"
"Oh please, you must hold me, as if I were hung"
To think you were exciting when love was frightening
But I was so young
He's given me things you never dreamed of
Where hopes are dashed and trash is praised
He has an awful lot of money
The past can be bought and then erased
Isabelle In Tears lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
Isabelle in tears, Isabelle is ringing
Saying, "I need you near to me,
But a telephone just isn't worth the flinging
Like a book or that ashtray that I aimed at your head
I'd rather see you dead"
But it's not as it appears so I tripped up the stairs
To find Isabelle in tears
Isabelle remains Isabelle in tethers
Wears a flimsy negligee of innocence and feathers
She says, "That's a good idea" as she pours herself a shot
But she can't get the genius back into the bottle
"After you're kind you'll find that no-one cares"
So her lovers and her fears leave Isabelle in tears
And I left her standing out there in the rain calling my name
As I pulled away pretending that I'd never met her
Oh, you never know the thrill of the Isabelle of memory
They say she was a bombshell who turned to an incendiary
Till the whole town burned down and returned into the earth
Can you admit your love? Can you confess her worth?
That the slant of time obscures and on certain nights appears
Like Isabelle in tears
That the slant of time obscures and on certain nights appears
Like Isabelle in tears
Adieu Paris (L'envie Des Etoiles) lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
Adieu, Paris
Mon, ancien amour
O, Adieu Paris
Could I have loved you much less,
or wanted you more?
O, Adieu...
Regarde la lumière
Et regarde ton regard
I looked in your eyes,
so long and hard
L'envie des étoiles
L'écho de nos rires
Au milieu des débris
O, Adieu Paris
You've taken back all
That you've given to me
O, Adieu...
Regarde la lumière
Et regarde ton regard
I looked in your eyes,
so long and hard
L'envie des étoiles
Après la tristesse
Larmes sur la page
Après la douleur
Le premier cri de rage
Seulement silence
Alors étudie mon visage
Ce sera le dernier,
que vous voyez de moi
Adieu, mes amis
L'envie des étoiles
So long, fare thee well, mes amis
O Adieu, Paris
Regarde la lumière
Et regarde ton regard
I looked in your eyes,
so long and hard
Adieu, Paris
Mon, ancien amour
O, Adieu...
Regarde la lumière...
I looked in your eyes,
so long and hard
Adieu, Paris
Mon, ancien amour
Adieu, Paris
Mon, ancien amour
Adieu, Paris
Mon, ancien amour
Adieu
The Final Mrs. Curtain lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
He was a plain piece of paper, an ordinary smith
The kind that you never trifle with
Drawn in wide-eyeliner, a solitary lass
Her beauty veiled by tortoiseshell and tinted glass
She was a husband collector of impeccable taste
She said, "My hands are tied but my glass is chaste"
He said, "If I were him, I'd fill that to the brim, so tell me more,
'Cause that's the kind of talk that I adore"
To lay with you
To lie with you
To live with you
Maybe die with you
As first love fades
Then two, then three
I'm certain to see
The Final Mrs. Curtain
There's not enough paper, there's not enough ink
There's not enough hours in the day, or poisons to drink
But there are too many teardrops that are still left to cry
And different kinds of kisses to help them dry
To lay with you
To lie with you
To live with you
Maybe die with you
As first love fades
Then two, then three
I'm certain to see
The Final Mrs. Curtain
To lay with you
To lie with you
To live with you
Maybe die with you
I'm the one who'll hold you
Till we're through
The Final Mrs. Curtain
You Shouldn't Look At Me That Way lyrics - Elvis Costello and The Imposters
Am I fine, am I pleasing
Are you pitying, are you teasing
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Should a glance from you, just shoot through me
If a glimpse of you could undo me
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Time among all of your enemies
Leaves you nothing but bitter memories
From the first splash of affection
To avoiding your own reflection
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Now the flashbulbs may dazzle
While you're figuring out this puzzle
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Don't take more than I offer
All my love or I'll make you suffer
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Time among all of your enemies
Makes disguises from drastic remedies
From the first splash of detection
To avoiding your own reflection
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
You shouldn't look at me that way
Anyone Who Had A Heart lyrics - Elvis Costello
(Live In London at Royal Festival Hall, October 29, 1998)
Anyone who ever loved
Would look at me and know that I love you
Anyone who ever dreamed
Would look at me and know I dream of you
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in her arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue
What am I to do?
Every time you go away
I always say
"This time it's goodbye, dear."
Loving you the way I do
I take you back
Without you I'd die, dear
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in her arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue
What am I to do?
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in her arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue
Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Anyone who had a heart would surely take me in her arms and always love me
Why can't you?
Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Anyone who had a heart would surely take me in her arms and always love me
Why can't you?
Anyone who had a heart would love me too
Anyone who had a heart would surely take me in her arms and always love me
Why can't you?
Blue Minute lyrics - Elvis Costello
Blue minute, blue minute, blue minute
I don't know how I got in it
I thought about you for a while
And then I tried to dial you anyway
Can't get you out of my day
I tried to get you off my mind
I'm better off without your kind
Then I get along just fine for a day or two
But now that I'm on my own again
I find that every now and then
Something always seems to remind me of you
Blue minute, blue minute, blue minute
I don't know how I got in it
I thought about you for a while
And then I tried to dial you anyway
Can't get you out of my day
Why oh why do you affect me this way
Oh I get that helpless feeling any time any day
Blue minute, blue minute, blue minute
I don't know how I got in it
I thought about you for a while
And then I tried to dial you anyway
Can't get you out of my day
Can't get you out of my day
Can't get you out of my day
Blue minute, blue minute, blue minute
But Not For Me lyrics - Elvis Costello (feat. Larry Adler)
Old man sunshine, listen you
Never tell me dreams come true
Just try it and I'll start a riot
Beatrix Fairfax, don't you dare
Ever tell me she will care
I'm certain it's the final curtain
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas
Who tell you fate provides a mate
It's all bananas
They're writing songs of love
But not for me
A lucky star's above
But not for me
With love to lead the way
I've found more skies of gray
Than any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi ho alas and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
I was a fool to fall and get that way
Hi ho alas and also lackaday
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of her kiss
I guess she's not for me
I guess she's not for me
Here, There And Everywhere lyrics - Elvis Costello & The Imposters
(originally by The Beatles)
To lead a better life
I need my love to be here
Here
Making each day of the year
Changing my life with a wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there
There
Running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
No one is speaking, but she doesn't know he's there
I want her everywhere
And if she's beside me I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes
And hoping I'm always there
I will be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere
Honeyhouse (Cruel No. 2) lyrics - Elvis Costello
I exit through the spotlight glare
I stepped out into thin air
Into a perfume so rarefied
Here comes the bride
Not quite aside, they snide, she's number four
There's number three just by the door
Those in the know, don't even flatter her, they go one better
She was selling speedboats in a trade show when he met her
Look at her now
She's starting to yawn
She looks like she was born to it
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel
She reaches out her arms to me
Imploring another melody
So she can dance her husband out on the floor
The captains of industry just
Lie there where they fall
In eau-de-nil and pale carnation creation
A satin sash and velvet elevation
She straightens the tipsy head-dress of her spouse
While hers recalls a honey house
There'll be no sorrows left to drown
Early in the morning in your evening gown
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel
The entrance hall was arranged
With hostesses and ushers
Who turned out to be the younger wives
Nursing schoolgirl crushes
Parting the waves of those
Few feint friends
Fingers once offered are now too
Heavy to extend
The ghostly first wife glides up
On stage, whispering to raucous talkers
Spilling family secrets out to
Flunkey's and castrato walkers
See that girl, watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen
Two newspaper editors like playground sneaks
Running a book on which of them is going to last the week
One of them calls to me and he says, I know you
You gave me this tattoo back in '82
You were a spoilt child then with a record to plug
And I was a shaven headed, seaside thug
Things haven't really changed that much
One of us is still getting paid too much
There are some things I [?] report
The memory of his last retort
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel, oh
Look at me now, she's starting to yawn
She looks like she was born to it
Ah, but it was so much easier
When I was cruel
I'll Still Love You lyrics - Elvis Costello
(originally by Johnny Cash)
One of these mornings
I'm gonna rise up flying
One of these mornings
I'll sail away
Beyond the blue
I've gotta promise
There's a world ahead
I want you to know that when I come
I'll still love you
I'll still love you
I won't be a stranger
When I get to heaven
'Cause you gave me heaven
Right here on earth
If I get rewarded
With an ancient heart of gold
[?] for what it's worth
I'll still love you
One of these mornings
When my trouble's over
One of these morning
When all my suffering is through
I'll go out singing
It'll be a day to sing about
And I'll guarantee for eternity
I'll still love you
I'll still love you
I'll still love you
I'll still love you
Let Me Roll It lyrics - Elvis Costello & The Imposters
You gave me something
I understand
You gave me loving in the palm of my hand
I can't tell you how I feel
My heart is like a wheel
Let me roll it
Let me roll it to you
Let me roll it
Let me roll it to you
I want to tell you
And now's the time
I want to tell you that
You're going to be mine
I can't tell you how I feel
My heart is like a wheel
Let me roll it
Let me roll it to you
Let me roll it
Let me roll it to you
You gave me something
I understand
You gave me loving in the palm of my hand
I can't tell you how I feel
My heart is like a wheel
Let me roll it
Let me roll it to you
Let me roll it
Let me roll it to you
Magnificent Hurt (Remix) lyrics - Elvis Costello, The Imposters & chelmico
[Rachel:]
Shita o dashite sonobashinogi
Airashī sono ko shibai
Mirai mitaina shinajī
Shisen no oku ni wa mada mu i wadachi
Kawaiito kanashī wa kamihitoe
Wakaranainara sono sakini tobe
Taimingu wa osokare hayakare
Wakaranainara soko no kami ni toe
2tsu no engi kakeru tenbin
Kara mawaru made fukasu enjin
Boku ni wa nai sekinin
Kimi no katachi ni nuritsubushita sutenshiru
Nan datte shitterushi
Dokoni datte ikeru bokutachi
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
[Mamiko:]
Kore matamata mukashi no hanashi
Sōtei-gaina boku no me o choromakashi
Akai sora no shita mō dō surya ī
Iunareba kore wakagenoitari
Eda kara ringo ochiru toki
Boku no kokoro mo mata ochikomi
Tokidoki wakan'naku naru
Yueni kimi ni muchū subete sasagete ita
Rikai shitai
Shigeki-zai o nonde aruku
Kimi wa ippo rīdo itsu datte
Itsu datte kimi wa boku o warau
Korya migotona hodo no itamida
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I stood at the door, and I almost went through with it
Tight as the angle of my amen and I swore
To ゙ u shiyō mo nai
Kimi ka ゙ sonoke ni sa seru toki
Furimawasare ni itteru
Waraeyo
To ゙ u shiyō mo nai
Kimi ka ゙ sonoke ni sa seta toki
Itaiyo kuse ni natteru
Baka nanoha to ゙ tchi
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I stood at the door, and I almost went through with it
Tight as the angle of my amen
And I swore
To ゙ u shiyō mo nai
Kimi ka ゙ sonoke ni sa seru toki
Furimawasare ni itteru
Waraeyo
Utsukushi suki ゙ru kimi
Yurushi wa shi ゙-meta kokoro to karada
Mō tomaru koto wanai
Shigeki-teki sa
Ā itai na
[Japanese:]
[Rachel:]
舌を出してその場しのぎ
愛らしいその小芝居
未来みたいなシナジー
視線の奥にはまだ無い轍
可愛いと悲しいは紙一重
分からないならその先に飛べ
タイミングは遅かれ早かれ
分からないならそこの神に問え
2つの演技 かける天秤
から回るまでふかすエンジン
僕には無い責任
君の形に塗りつぶしたステンシル
なんだって知ってるし
どこにだって行ける僕たち
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
[Mamiko:]
これまたまた昔のハナシ
想定外な僕の目をちょろまかし
赤い空の下もうどうすりゃいい
いうなればこれ若気の至り
枝からりんご落ちる時
僕の心もまた落ちこみ
時々分かんなくなる
故に君に夢中全て捧げていた
理解したい
刺激剤を飲んで歩く
君は一歩リードいつだって
いつだって君は僕を笑う
こりゃ見事なほどの痛みだ
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I stood at the door, and I almost went through with it
Tight as the angle of my amen and I swore
どうしようもない
きみがその気にさせる時
振り回されにいってる
笑えよ
どうしようもない
きみがその気にさせた時
痛いよ クセになってる
バカなのはどっち
It's the way you make me feel, magnificent hurt
I stood at the door, and I almost went through with it
Tight as the angle of my amen
And I swore
どうしようもない
きみがその気にさせる時
振り回されにいってる
笑えよ
美しすぎるきみ
許しはじめた心と身体
もう止まることはない
刺激的さ
ああ痛いな
Make It Easy On Yourself lyrics - Elvis Costello
(Live In London at Royal Festival Hall, October 29, 1998)
'Cause breaking up is so very hard to do
If you really love him
And there's nothing I can do
Don't try to spare my feelings
Just tell me that we're through
And make it easy on yourself
Make it easy on yourself
'Cause breaking up is so very hard to do
And if the way I hold you
Can't compare to his caress
No words of consolation
Will make me miss you less
My darling, if this is goodbye
I just know I'm gonna cry
So run to him
Before you start crying too
And make it easy on yourself
Make it easy on yourself
'Cause breaking up is so very hard to do
It's so hard to do
It's so hard to do
My Little Red Book lyrics - Elvis Costello
(Live In London at Royal Festival Hall, October 29, 1998)
I just got out my little red book
The moment that you said goodbye
I thumbed right through my little red book
I wasn't gonna sit and cry
And I went from A to Z
I called up every pretty girl in town
They danced with me and as I held them
All I did was talk about you
Hear your name and I'd start to cry
There's just no getting over you
No girl who's in my little red book
Just ever could replace your charms
And each girl in my little red book
Knows you're the one I'm thinking of
Won't you please come back to me?
Without your precious love I can't go on
Where can you be? I need you so much
All I do is to talk about you
Hear your name and I start to cry
There is just no getting over you
Won't you please come back to me?
Without your precious love I can't go on
Where can you be? I need you so much
All I do is to talk about you
Hear your name and I start to cry
There is just no getting over you
All I do is to talk about you
Hear your name and I start to cry
There is just no getting over you
I just got out my little red book
I just got out my little red book
I just got out my little red book
Out Of Time lyrics - Elvis Costello & The Imposters
(originally by The Rolling Stones)
You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out, yeah, you're out of there without a doubt
Baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
You thought you was a clever girl
Giving up your social whirl
You can't come back and be the first in line
You're obsolete, my baby
My poor old-fashioned baby
I said baby, baby, baby you're out of time
Yeah, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out
Yeah, you're out of there without a doubt
Baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Oh, oh, oh, baby, baby, baby you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby you're out of time
Yes, you are left out
Yeah, you're out of there without a doubt
Baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Oh, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby you're out of time
You're left out
Yeah, you're out of there without a doubt
Baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Phonographic Memory lyrics - Elvis Costello
"We have not come so much to a fork in the road, as a fork on the plate, scraping the last lick off the gravy train of history"
There was nervous laughter round from the dais that rolled outwards through the crowd on a breeze that rustled flags and banners.
It was the voice of Orson Welles, his baritone coming to us over decades of dead silence through a metallic tannoy, each word meticulously tape-spliced from various soundtracks and radio broadcasts in the Library of Congress.
It wowed the crowd before it fluttered and faltered as the powder of lost oxide caused a catch in his voice just as the spool ran out.
Curiously, the simulated address seemed to be delivered in the same, strange, stage-Irish accent that Welles had possibly purloined from the actor, Michael MacLiammóir, when he had bluffed his way onto the Dublin stage as a teenager.
Now it was just one in a queue of immigrant inflections that might have taken the day.
It was also the voice that Orson had used in "Lady From Shanghai". You know, the one with the shootout amidst the shattered reflections of fun house mirrors.
Few remembered that motion picture now.
One man in the third row remarked to his wife that he seemed to remember this voice selling him sweet sherry in his youth but there were many in the crowd who knew nothing of this "Citizen" and the "Kane" he had once raised, back when the worst one could imagine was an invasion from another sphere.
After the peace was negotiated and the internet switched off, knowledge returned to its medieval cloister, in this and that illuminated volume, the jealous possession of the pious and the superstitious, who might once again wield ignorance like a scythe.
There were but dimly remembered facsimiles after many of the public libraries had been torched. Untouched books now went for the price of a Vuitton handbag.
Ever since the U.S. Mint was sucked dry and spat out, bookworms paid for rare tomes with wheelbarrows full of banknotes, some of them worthless Confederate money, stashed in plinths of various toppled statues.
They bartered it on a Mississippi square with the irony and arrogance of victors.
None of it helped the healing.
Yet in the absence of a noble woman or a statesman equal to the task, a tireless engineer had magically assembled the random words of Welles' oration into a speech worthy of the occasion from the depths of the national archive.
President Swift gave a slight, shy smile of pearl and pillar-box red and began to sing a plain song of her acceptance.
Smile lyrics - Elvis Costello
(originally by Nat King Cole)
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through
For you
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear
May be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on tryin'
Smile, what's the use of cryin'
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'd just smile
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear
May be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on tryin'
Smile, what's the use of cryin'
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'd just smile
Smile
So You Want To Be A Rock ‘N’ Roll Star lyrics - Elvis Costello & The Imposters
So you want to be a rock-and-roll star?
Then listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar
Then take some time and learn how to play
And with your hair swung right
And your pants too tight
It's gonna be all right
Then it's time to go downtown
Where the agent man won't let you down
Sell your soul to the company
Who's waiting there to sell plastic ware
And in a week or two if you make the charts
The girls'll tear you apart
The price you paid for your riches and fame
Was it all a strange game?
You're a little insane
The money, the fame
And the public acclaim
Don't forget what you are
You're a rock-and-roll star
La, la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la
La, la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la
Someone Else's Heart lyrics - Elvis Costello
I got nosy and I read her letters
I read her diary it's the same story and nothing better
The words remind me of someone else's heart
Has gone and left a mark
And the pop music plays
On the local radio
There's people on the streets but no one that I know
And like my heart is now
I know not where they go
Same words different meaning
Same heart different feeling
So much for him so much for her 'cause that's past
Now I know about that someone else's heart
She got nosy and read my letters too
And my notebook surprised to find that
Love is not so new
So we both took
Someone else's heart
And walked it through the dark
A feeling so rich
I turned around to laugh
We had both indulged in each other's past
To find out that our love
Was true enough to last
Same words different meaning
Same heart different feeling
So much for him so much for her 'cause that's past
Now I know about that someone else's heart
(Someone else's heart)
Now I know about that someone else's heart
That's Me lyrics - Elvis Costello
(from "Ghost Brothers of Darkland County" soundtrack)
Am I fine, am I pleasing
Are you pitying, are you teasing
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Should a glance from you, just shoot through me
If a glimpse of you could undo me
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Time among all of your enemies
Leaves you nothing but bitter memories
From the first splash of affection
To avoiding your own reflection
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Now the flashbulbs may dazzle
While you're figuring out this puzzle
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Don't take more than I offer
All my love or I'll make you suffer
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
Time among all of your enemies
Makes disguises from drastic remedies
From the first splash of detection
To avoiding your own reflection
You shouldn't look at me
You shouldn't look at me that way
You shouldn't look at me that way
Truth Drug - Memphis Magnetic Version lyrics - Elvis Costello & The Imposters
I've been taking the truth drug
I've been telling a friend
It's alright
I've been up all night
I've been taking the lid off
I've been telling a friend
Like it is
In the mood to fizz
Rushing here and there
Talking everywhere
I'll see everything
'Cause I don't care
Hands are getting wet
Drugs are feeling warm
I'm a modern boy
In the whole light of dawn
On the truth drug
On the truth drug baby
I've been taking the truth drug
I've been telling a friend
It's wonderful
Like an animal
I've been taking the truth drug
I've been telling a friend
It's alright
I've been up all night
One more
One more
One more
When I Was Cruel No. 1 lyrics - Elvis Costello
Did you talk your way out of this?
Did someone flip your switch?
Now there is only right or wrong
Can you tell which is which?
But it was so much easier
When I was cruel
Why did you leave your happy home?
Why did you travel far abroad?
So you could sleep with strangers?
You must have heard just how absurd
The words poured out of you, you fraud
I guess you don't know what pain is
So dont pretend you're innocent
Do I look like your fool?
I guess you have forgotten
When I was cruel
Oh, when I was cruel, I could make you so unhappy
Lonely cowards followed me like ghouls
And you liked me too, when I was cruel
Oh, you know you did
But if you should feel anything, a signal from within
Go back in your laboratory and try to dial it in
And if you should feel anything, a signal from without
Abandon your dreams of vengence
So don't protest your innocence
The truth is hard to judge
Perhaps you have forgetten when
I had a grudge
Oh, but I was cruel and I would make you very sorry
Lonely cowards followed me like ghouls
And you liked me too, when I was cruel
Oh, you know you did
Wrong, Wrong, Wrong About Me lyrics - Elvis Costello
(from "Ghost Brothers of Darkland County" soundtrack)
Well you look down your noses
When anyone's having fun
I guess you can't remember
What it's like to be young
You got no fun lovin' spirit left in you at all
Just two young lovers here tryin' to have a ball
It's people like you
Who think that heaven's the place to be
But you're wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong about me
Well you've lied to your children
About what's good and bad
And you falsify the truth
About all the fun that you've had
You always act so goody-goody
With your "thank you, dear" and "please"
But you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong about me
In summation just to bring this to a close
I bet you've done some things yourself
That nobody's supposed to know
Don't forget who you're talkin' to, dear
Because everything you do I see
But you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong about me
Ten commandments, hell!
With me, there's only one
Each individual has the right
The fella next to you has none
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong about me
Walk Us Uptown lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
[Elvis Costello]
Will you walk us uptown?
And wherever you go, you know we will follow
Will you walk us uptown? And we'll stand in the light
of your new killing ground, and we won't make a sound
...Except to sing our sorrow
Will you walk us uptown while our tears run in torrents
to suffer in silence or pray for some solace
Will you wash away our sins in the cross-fire and cross-currents?
As you uncross your fingers, and take out some insurance
No matter what the price
It's your own paradise
Will you walk us uptown?
Will you walk us uptown?
Some hearts are sinking and some hearts are a-flutter
Some scoop gold from the dirt in the gutter
Or swallow the earth, pouring into your mouth
As they bury us upright saying, "Everything's alright"
Will you walk us uptown like some said that you could
We will feast on your flesh and drink down your blood
Will you haul down that flag and dishonour that vow?
Cause we must not change its color now
Will you walk us uptown?
No matter what the price
Each crushed on the corner of their own paradise
Will you walk us uptown?
Will you walk us uptown? That's always assuming
that you're partly divine and partly human
You're the king of our hearts, you're the clown with the drum
Will you walk us uptown if we promise not to run?
Will you walk us uptown? Will you gather us near
as cowards flee and traitors sneer?
Keep a red flag flying, keep a blue flag as well
and a white flag in case it all goes to hell (hell!)
Sugar Won't Work lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
Lightning Up!
And shake the ground
Is that a horn that's blowing?
Or a bell that's tolling?
Walls are falling
Ships pulled out from their mooring
Is that a river or just a road the storm has stolen?
And this will predict the times these signs will bring
Me and my stupid heart
We were never apart
But now sugar won't work
Lightning Up!
And fly the coop
Far from this tin-pan alley oop
Did you think I was your dupe?
I hear such lies and howlers
Words to pull out your molars
And this will predict the times these signs will bring
Me and my stupid heart
We were never apart
But now sugar won't work
Lightning Up!
Sugar the pill
A wall of ocean ten miles high
Metal darts torn from the sky
Like wanton boys make noise pull wings from flies
And this will predict the times these signs will bring
Me and my stupid heart
We were never apart
But now sugar won't work
And shake the ground
Is that a horn that's blowing?
Or a bell that's tolling?
Walls are falling
Ships pulled out from their mooring
Is that a river or just a road the storm has stolen?
And this will predict the times these signs will bring
Me and my stupid heart
We were never apart
But now sugar won't work
Lightning Up!
And fly the coop
Far from this tin-pan alley oop
Did you think I was your dupe?
I hear such lies and howlers
Words to pull out your molars
And this will predict the times these signs will bring
Me and my stupid heart
We were never apart
But now sugar won't work
Lightning Up!
Sugar the pill
A wall of ocean ten miles high
Metal darts torn from the sky
Like wanton boys make noise pull wings from flies
And this will predict the times these signs will bring
Me and my stupid heart
We were never apart
But now sugar won't work
Refuse To Be Saved lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
Now that you set everybody free
What you going to do about me?
Don't want to be treated like some poor grateful clown
I'd rather go back in the sweet underground
Where I can tell the time by the colour of my skin
And I know my neighbour 'cos he's the one, yes he's the one
Who always turns me in
A woman works the tunnel in the middle of the night
Picking up every lost object in sight
Handbags, toupees, lost legs and fingernails
The black market eats up all your failures
Her transistor offers no salvation or regrets
No pool, no pets, no cigarettes
Just non-stop Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
The Liberation Forces make movies of their own
Playing their Doors records and pretending to be stoned
Drowning out a broadcast that wasn't authorised
Incidentally the revolution will be televised
With one head for business and another for good looks
Until they started arriving with their rubber aprons and their butcher's hooks
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
They're hunting us down here with Liberty's light
A handshaking double talking procession of the mighty
Pursued by a T.V. crew and coming after them
A limousine of singing stars and their brotherhood anthem
The former dictator was impeccably behaved
They're mopping up all the stubborn ones who just refuse to be saved
I refuse to be saved
What you going to do about me?
Don't want to be treated like some poor grateful clown
I'd rather go back in the sweet underground
Where I can tell the time by the colour of my skin
And I know my neighbour 'cos he's the one, yes he's the one
Who always turns me in
A woman works the tunnel in the middle of the night
Picking up every lost object in sight
Handbags, toupees, lost legs and fingernails
The black market eats up all your failures
Her transistor offers no salvation or regrets
No pool, no pets, no cigarettes
Just non-stop Disco Tex and the Sex-o-lettes
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
The Liberation Forces make movies of their own
Playing their Doors records and pretending to be stoned
Drowning out a broadcast that wasn't authorised
Incidentally the revolution will be televised
With one head for business and another for good looks
Until they started arriving with their rubber aprons and their butcher's hooks
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
For the pain we'll cause you again and again
They're hunting us down here with Liberty's light
A handshaking double talking procession of the mighty
Pursued by a T.V. crew and coming after them
A limousine of singing stars and their brotherhood anthem
The former dictator was impeccably behaved
They're mopping up all the stubborn ones who just refuse to be saved
I refuse to be saved
Wake Me Up lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
I've got this phosphorescent portrait of gentle Jesus meek and mild
I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child
The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived
They'd throw us back across the border if they knew that we survived
And they were surprised to see us
So they greeted us with palms
They asked for ammunition, acts of contrition and small alms
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
I've got this imaginary radio, and I'm punching up the dial
I've got the A.C. trained on the T.V. so it won't blow up in my eye
And everything that I thought fanciful or mocked as too extreme
Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams
And I'm practising my likeness of St. Francis of Assisi
And if I hold my hand outstretched
A little bird comes to me
And I might recite a small prayer
If I ever said them
I lay down on an iron frame
And found myself in Bedlam
Stepping on the fingers that were stretching through the bars
Wailing echoes down the corridors
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
They've got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a Mustang
They drove her down a cypress grove where traitors hang and stars still spangle
They dangled flags and other rags along a coloured thread of twine
They dragged that bruised and purple heart along the road to Palestine
Someone went off muttering, he mentioned thirty pieces
Easter saw a slaughtering, each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces
My thoughts returned to vengeance but I put up no resistance
Though I seemed a long way from my home
It really was no distance
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
And the player piano picks out "Life Goes On"
The Ringtone rang out "Jerusalem"
Into the pit of sadness
Where the wretched plunge
We've buried all the Innocents
We must bury revenge
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
There must be something better than this
There must be something better than this
In the name of the Father and the Son
In the name of Gasoline and a Gun
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with carrying another man's child
The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out as we arrived
They'd throw us back across the border if they knew that we survived
And they were surprised to see us
So they greeted us with palms
They asked for ammunition, acts of contrition and small alms
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
I've got this imaginary radio, and I'm punching up the dial
I've got the A.C. trained on the T.V. so it won't blow up in my eye
And everything that I thought fanciful or mocked as too extreme
Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams
And I'm practising my likeness of St. Francis of Assisi
And if I hold my hand outstretched
A little bird comes to me
And I might recite a small prayer
If I ever said them
I lay down on an iron frame
And found myself in Bedlam
Stepping on the fingers that were stretching through the bars
Wailing echoes down the corridors
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
They've got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a Mustang
They drove her down a cypress grove where traitors hang and stars still spangle
They dangled flags and other rags along a coloured thread of twine
They dragged that bruised and purple heart along the road to Palestine
Someone went off muttering, he mentioned thirty pieces
Easter saw a slaughtering, each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces
My thoughts returned to vengeance but I put up no resistance
Though I seemed a long way from my home
It really was no distance
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
With a slap or a kiss
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
And the player piano picks out "Life Goes On"
The Ringtone rang out "Jerusalem"
Into the pit of sadness
Where the wretched plunge
We've buried all the Innocents
We must bury revenge
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
There must be something better than this
There must be something better than this
There must be something better than this
In the name of the Father and the Son
In the name of Gasoline and a Gun
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up, wake me up
Tripwire lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
Just because you don’t speak the language
Doesn’t mean that you can’t understand
Just because you don’t speak the language
Doesn’t mean that you can’t understand
The twist in the script of the insult
Scrawled on the back of your hand
Torn from the pages of scripture
Sprayed on the wall in the frays of a flag
Kisses forbidden on lips
And all of your fine clothes worn into rags
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
Don’t open the door ‘cos they’re coming
Don’t open the door ‘cos they’re here
Above there’s an ominous humming
Below there’s a murmur of prayer
Torn from the pages of scandal
Sprayed on a wall in the frays of the flag
Kisses forbidden on lips
and all of your fine clothes blown into rags
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a cross in the line there’s a circus
There’s a voice that you might overhear
There’s a lens making the picture perfect
They say you have nothing to fear
Torn from the pages of pamphlets
Thrown in the air like confetti in church
Far, far away there’s a target
and the sound of an army just starting to march
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
Just because I don’t read the language
Doesn’t mean that I'm blind to the threat
Though I thought there was more to forgiveness
Than all we conveniently forget
Torn from the pages of history
Repeated again and again and again
You’re either for or against us
and that is how the hatred begins
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
Doesn’t mean that you can’t understand
Just because you don’t speak the language
Doesn’t mean that you can’t understand
The twist in the script of the insult
Scrawled on the back of your hand
Torn from the pages of scripture
Sprayed on the wall in the frays of a flag
Kisses forbidden on lips
And all of your fine clothes worn into rags
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
Don’t open the door ‘cos they’re coming
Don’t open the door ‘cos they’re here
Above there’s an ominous humming
Below there’s a murmur of prayer
Torn from the pages of scandal
Sprayed on a wall in the frays of the flag
Kisses forbidden on lips
and all of your fine clothes blown into rags
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a cross in the line there’s a circus
There’s a voice that you might overhear
There’s a lens making the picture perfect
They say you have nothing to fear
Torn from the pages of pamphlets
Thrown in the air like confetti in church
Far, far away there’s a target
and the sound of an army just starting to march
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
Just because I don’t read the language
Doesn’t mean that I'm blind to the threat
Though I thought there was more to forgiveness
Than all we conveniently forget
Torn from the pages of history
Repeated again and again and again
You’re either for or against us
and that is how the hatred begins
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There’s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
Stick Out Your Tongue lyrics - Elvis Costello lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
They talked to the sister, the father and the mother
With a microphone in one hand and a chequebook in the other
And the camera noses in to the tears on her face
The tears on her face
The tears on her face
You can put them back together with your paper and paste
Stick out your tongue
Drink down the venom
She sleeps with the shirt of a late, great country singer
Stretched out upon her poor jealous husband's pillow
In time you can turn these obsessions into careers
While the parents of those kidnapped children start the bidding for their tears
What would you say?
What would you do?
Children and animals two by two
Give me the needle
Give me the rope
We're going to melt them down for pills and soap
Four and twenty crowbars, jemmy your desire
Out of the frying pan into the fire
The king is in the counting house
Some folk have all the might
And majesty will run on Bombay Gin and German spite
They come from lovely people
(They come from lovely people)
With a hard line in hypocrisy
There are tears of mediocrity
For the fag ends of the aristocracy
What would you say?
What would you do?
Children and animals two by two
Give me the needle
Give me the rope
We're going to melt them down for pills and soap
Stick out your tongue
Stick out your tongue
Drink down the venom
The sugar-coated pill is getting bitterer still
You think your country needs you but you know it never will
So pack up your troubles in a stolen handbag
Don't dilly dally boys rally 'round the flag
Give us our daily bread in individual slices
And something in the daily rag to cancel any crisis
What would you say?
What would you do?
(Did you find out how to lie?)
Children and animals two by two
(Did you find out how to cheat?)
Give me the needle
(The elite bleat, they're obsolete)
We're going to melt them down
Stick out your tongue
(We're going to melt them down for pills and soap)
Now if you'd only genuflect
Stick out your tongue
Now if you'd only genuflect
Stick out your tongue
Come The Meantimes lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
What are you going to say to me?
Will you be betraying me?
Come The Meantimes
Will you be deceiving me?
And beyond believing in me?
Come The Meantimes
He came back, (right back)
And nobody blinked
He came back, (right back)
At least I think that he did
He came back, (right back)
And he ran and he hid
And he muttered and moaned
And said "Let's go get stoned"
Will you be denying me?
Will you still come crying to me
Come The Meantimes
Are you still obeying me?
Will you still be praying to me?
Come The Meantimes
Will you sit in judgment then?
Be the first one to condemn
Come The Meantimes
Now you've got nobody else to blame
And trouble remembering my name
Will you still be cursing me
Come my anniversary
Come The Meantimes
He came back, (right back)
And they followed and failed
He came back, (right back)
He got hammered and nailed
He came back, (right back)
And he wandered alone
They said let's gather some stones
And make them atone
Now I'm in a hall of mirrors
With my secret thoughts and terrors
Come The Meantimes
And I'm drinking to your health
Find I'm only talking to myself
Come The Meantimes
He came back, (right back)
And nobody blinked
He came back, (right back)
At least I think that he did
He came back, (right back)
Then he ran and he hid
And he muttered and moaned
And said "Let's go get stoned"
Blossoms fragrant opening
Poppies full of opium
Come The Meantimes
Phony prophets offer hope
That's a different kind of dope
Come The Meantimes
Right now!
Right now!
Right now!
Gather some stones and make them atone
Come The Meantimes
(Let's go get stoned)
Come The Meantimes
Will you be betraying me?
Come The Meantimes
Will you be deceiving me?
And beyond believing in me?
Come The Meantimes
He came back, (right back)
And nobody blinked
He came back, (right back)
At least I think that he did
He came back, (right back)
And he ran and he hid
And he muttered and moaned
And said "Let's go get stoned"
Will you be denying me?
Will you still come crying to me
Come The Meantimes
Are you still obeying me?
Will you still be praying to me?
Come The Meantimes
Will you sit in judgment then?
Be the first one to condemn
Come The Meantimes
Now you've got nobody else to blame
And trouble remembering my name
Will you still be cursing me
Come my anniversary
Come The Meantimes
He came back, (right back)
And they followed and failed
He came back, (right back)
He got hammered and nailed
He came back, (right back)
And he wandered alone
They said let's gather some stones
And make them atone
Now I'm in a hall of mirrors
With my secret thoughts and terrors
Come The Meantimes
And I'm drinking to your health
Find I'm only talking to myself
Come The Meantimes
He came back, (right back)
And nobody blinked
He came back, (right back)
At least I think that he did
He came back, (right back)
Then he ran and he hid
And he muttered and moaned
And said "Let's go get stoned"
Blossoms fragrant opening
Poppies full of opium
Come The Meantimes
Phony prophets offer hope
That's a different kind of dope
Come The Meantimes
Right now!
Right now!
Right now!
Gather some stones and make them atone
Come The Meantimes
(Let's go get stoned)
Come The Meantimes
(She Might Be A) Grenade lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
She's pulling out the pin
That lets her hair fall down
She's pulling out the pin
She shakes her head
And it goes tumbling
Her smile was out of place
So she swept it off her face
Let me find the words and say them
Like some softly whispered "Amen"
But she starts to pull away
And the lights begin to dim
Is she thinking of me?
Or is she thinking of him?
She's pulling out the pin…
She's slipping off the hook
Unbuttoning her dress
She's slipping off the hook
There's just enough to make some man a mess
She tears away the veil
With her fingernails
She came out high and kicking
While the band played "Hey, Good Looking"
Do you hear something ticking?
Did somebody tell her she could really be redeemed?
And could she actually be as desperate as she seems?
She's tearing at the seams
She's going to extremes
Nobody told her it was a sin
So she's pulling out the pin
She's taping up her hands just like a boxer will
And they started laughing
But if looks could kill
She'd take them down right now
She's covering her mouth
With some unholy vow
There's nothing more to say
This is her wedding day
Full of shattered glass and mayhem
Not some softly whispered "Amen"
While the shock announcement dawns
And the smoke begins to thin
Where the world without ends
And the next one begins
She's pulling out the pin
She's pulling out the pin
She's pulling out the pin
She's pulling out the pin
That lets her hair fall down
She's pulling out the pin
She shakes her head
And it goes tumbling
Her smile was out of place
So she swept it off her face
Let me find the words and say them
Like some softly whispered "Amen"
But she starts to pull away
And the lights begin to dim
Is she thinking of me?
Or is she thinking of him?
She's pulling out the pin…
She's slipping off the hook
Unbuttoning her dress
She's slipping off the hook
There's just enough to make some man a mess
She tears away the veil
With her fingernails
She came out high and kicking
While the band played "Hey, Good Looking"
Do you hear something ticking?
Did somebody tell her she could really be redeemed?
And could she actually be as desperate as she seems?
She's tearing at the seams
She's going to extremes
Nobody told her it was a sin
So she's pulling out the pin
She's taping up her hands just like a boxer will
And they started laughing
But if looks could kill
She'd take them down right now
She's covering her mouth
With some unholy vow
There's nothing more to say
This is her wedding day
Full of shattered glass and mayhem
Not some softly whispered "Amen"
While the shock announcement dawns
And the smoke begins to thin
Where the world without ends
And the next one begins
She's pulling out the pin
She's pulling out the pin
She's pulling out the pin
She's pulling out the pin
Cinco Minutos Con Vos lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots & La Marisoul)
I stood at the kerb trying not to disturb
The dark carnival crew and a glittering voice
Far off there said, "Rejoice"
"As the casualties are but few"
Going to tell you now
Before I forget myself
I could let you loose
But the key won't undo the lock
And the face of the clock
Seemed to merrily mock
These five minutes with you
Mi padre sabía
Y me lo susurro
Vete a Montevideo y espérame ahí
Por dónde empezar?
Escuchando siempre están
Por cinco minutos o mas
Si te atreves
La sirenas lamentan
La plaga que encuentran
Las balas caen
Y te harán desaparecer
El faro oscurece hay poca esperanza
Cinco minutos con vos
[English Version:]
My father would know
So he whispered it low
"Go to Montevideo and wait for me there"
How can I begin?
They're always listening in
For five minutes or more if you dare
Now the sirens wail
There is a fever in the winding sheets
And the bullets hail
And they pull you right off the streets
Our chances are slim but the searchlights will dim in five minutes for you
The propeller was droning, I woke up alone
They opened the door and they threw me through
And down I went down, like the twist of a screw
Down into the silver, above me the blue
And you stood there waiting but you never knew
Five Minutes With You
They can scatter the earth and find nothing of worth
Wipe out those years of triangular tears
The colours will fly
And the wild wind will cry I'm strapped to that mast
Knowing they wouldn't last for
Five Minutes With You
The dark carnival crew and a glittering voice
Far off there said, "Rejoice"
"As the casualties are but few"
Going to tell you now
Before I forget myself
I could let you loose
But the key won't undo the lock
And the face of the clock
Seemed to merrily mock
These five minutes with you
Mi padre sabía
Y me lo susurro
Vete a Montevideo y espérame ahí
Por dónde empezar?
Escuchando siempre están
Por cinco minutos o mas
Si te atreves
La sirenas lamentan
La plaga que encuentran
Las balas caen
Y te harán desaparecer
El faro oscurece hay poca esperanza
Cinco minutos con vos
[English Version:]
My father would know
So he whispered it low
"Go to Montevideo and wait for me there"
How can I begin?
They're always listening in
For five minutes or more if you dare
Now the sirens wail
There is a fever in the winding sheets
And the bullets hail
And they pull you right off the streets
Our chances are slim but the searchlights will dim in five minutes for you
The propeller was droning, I woke up alone
They opened the door and they threw me through
And down I went down, like the twist of a screw
Down into the silver, above me the blue
And you stood there waiting but you never knew
Five Minutes With You
They can scatter the earth and find nothing of worth
Wipe out those years of triangular tears
The colours will fly
And the wild wind will cry I'm strapped to that mast
Knowing they wouldn't last for
Five Minutes With You
Viceroy's Row lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
Now there's a crank in every crowd
Sprinkling gunpowder
Seems that everything is about to blow
They lit the burning paper
With a waxen taper
Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row
And they're gathering flowers
In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go
Watching the pipeline as it overflowed
Sitting pretty here on Viceroy's Row
He made a fortune out of barbed wire
In the last days of the Empire
Built a cast-iron curtain
Just to keep control
He was a tycoon, then a cheapskate
Went out looking for a keepsake
To tuck into his suitcase on Viceroy's Row
And they're gathering flowers
In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go
Watching the pipeline as it overflowed
Sitting pretty here on Viceroy's Row
He had a satchel full of cash
And dishes full of ashes
He went from boom to bust
In the blinking of a lash
Heard the rat-a-tat of the late patrol
Shooting out the lights up on Viceroy's Row
And they're gathering flowers
In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go
They're coming for him slowly
Now the war is over
Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row
The woman in a blindfold
She doesn't want her hand held
Walking through a minefield
Saying "How does this feel?"
Stepping on the quicksand
Going down slow
Hiding up here on Viceroy's Row
Nothing satisfies
The ruins of his blue eyes
Like blood stains on a diamond mine
And deep within you felt
Not one measure of his guilt
Staring in the dark up on Viceroy's Row
Yet her penitent lover
Took a ribbon of rubber
Tied her to the bed made of silken thread
But without an ounce of mercy
They denounced him with a curse
Hammering on the door upon Viceroy's Row
Now his little concubine in her cemetery drag
Her face all smeared with charcoal
Is leaving all her cares, so
Take 500 acres and see what you can sow
We came to overthrow those on Viceroy's Row
They're gathering flowers
In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go
Watching the pipeline as it overflowed
Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row
Wise Up Ghost lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
Last lions roar before they're tamed
I stood out in the glorious reign
Knowing full well I can't go home again
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost
Yield some sighs up
Wise Up Ghost
Go on your merry way now if you must
Fool's Gold turns rivets into rust
'Til you don't know who to trust
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Old woman living in a cardboard shoe
Lost so many souls, she don't know what to do
So, say your prayers 'cos down the stairs it's 1932
Wise Up Ghost
She revolves around a sparkling pole
Stares into the mirrored wall
Sees another woman walking through a market stall
(She's pulling out the pin)
Wise Up Ghost
(She's pulling out the pin)
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Lost girl found on the radio
Down around Larado
Go direct to hell you murdering so-and-so
Wise Up Ghost
Trapped within a House of Feathers
Sitting in a Shirt of Wire
Howling at a Wall of Flowers
Saying "Wise Up Ghost"
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
I walked along an iron pier
Where Rose's kisses turned to tears
Saltwater rushing over the pebbles under there
Wise Up Ghost
Last sigh of passion
Slipped into the room like an assassin
Glad tidings we bring
For you and your King
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Last lions roar before they're tamed
I stood out in the glorious reign
Knowing full well I can't go home again
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost
Yield some sighs up
Wise Up Ghost
I stood out in the glorious reign
Knowing full well I can't go home again
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost
Yield some sighs up
Wise Up Ghost
Go on your merry way now if you must
Fool's Gold turns rivets into rust
'Til you don't know who to trust
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Old woman living in a cardboard shoe
Lost so many souls, she don't know what to do
So, say your prayers 'cos down the stairs it's 1932
Wise Up Ghost
She revolves around a sparkling pole
Stares into the mirrored wall
Sees another woman walking through a market stall
(She's pulling out the pin)
Wise Up Ghost
(She's pulling out the pin)
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Lost girl found on the radio
Down around Larado
Go direct to hell you murdering so-and-so
Wise Up Ghost
Trapped within a House of Feathers
Sitting in a Shirt of Wire
Howling at a Wall of Flowers
Saying "Wise Up Ghost"
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
I walked along an iron pier
Where Rose's kisses turned to tears
Saltwater rushing over the pebbles under there
Wise Up Ghost
Last sigh of passion
Slipped into the room like an assassin
Glad tidings we bring
For you and your King
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Yield some sighs up (Wise Up Ghost)
Wise Up Ghost (Wise Up Ghost)
Last lions roar before they're tamed
I stood out in the glorious reign
Knowing full well I can't go home again
Wise Up Ghost
Wise Up
When are you going to rise up?
Wise Up Ghost
Yield some sighs up
Wise Up Ghost
If I Could Believe lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
If I could believe two and two is five
Two wrongs make a right
Well then, man alive
Lost in my insolence and sneers
That might sound like prayers
If I could believe
If I could believe
You were from heaven sent
Then just losing you
Would be my punishment
But in the hour of disgrace
I might see his face
If I could believe
If I could believe
Then I know I might
Sleep all through the night
But how many times must I wake in fright
Nagging doubts still tugging on my sleeve
If I could believe two and two is five
Two wrongs make a right
Well then, man alive
Lost in my insolence and sneers
That might sound like prayers
If I could believe
If I could believe
Two wrongs make a right
Well then, man alive
Lost in my insolence and sneers
That might sound like prayers
If I could believe
If I could believe
You were from heaven sent
Then just losing you
Would be my punishment
But in the hour of disgrace
I might see his face
If I could believe
If I could believe
Then I know I might
Sleep all through the night
But how many times must I wake in fright
Nagging doubts still tugging on my sleeve
If I could believe two and two is five
Two wrongs make a right
Well then, man alive
Lost in my insolence and sneers
That might sound like prayers
If I could believe
If I could believe
My New Haunt lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
My New Haunt
Gives me everything I want
My New Haunt
Gives me everything I want
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
If she turns out to be crazy in time
Bring me black strap molasses
Light me a burning witch
Bring me my bristle brushes
Bring me my tar and pitch
Bring me my feather pillow
And I'll unpick the stitch
We've lived too well
Too long
So long
So strong
My New Haunt
Brings me everything I want
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
If she turns out to be faithless in time
My New Haunt
Sometimes disappears
Then comes back in the night
And whispers in my ears
Saying "Don't you know you little fool
You've nothing to fear
I'll tell you everything you want to know
Everything you want to hear"
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
Raise up that flaming torch
Watch as the ships approach
An invitation on her lips
The homeless, tempest-tossed, she grips
Make her beautiful
Make her dutiful and rich
Sing me a love song
So long
So strong
My New Haunt
Has just been repossessed
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
if I have to guess my next address
I'm out on the horizon
Just as the sun was rising
First rays bestow a kiss
So you would never guess
I'm sailing off a precipice
Dragons and gold down in the hold
Burning leaves and spices choking back the stench of piss
My New Haunt
Requires a coat of paint
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
If the walls are peeling and the ceiling is revealing the stars out there reeling
My New Haunt
Sometimes disappears
Comes back in the night
And whispers in my ears
Saying "Don't you know you little fool
You've nothing to fear
I'll tell you everything you want to know
Everything you want to hear"
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
At the end of the working day
He's tired of kneeling, and praying
"As I lay down to die"
I can't remember why
Up on the silent screen
A cowboy ropes a trick
And in the second feature
Some lovely creature saved by a yankee dick
Make her beautiful
Make her dutiful and rich
Sing me a love song
So long
So strong
My New Haunt
The shiver of a chill
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
Start making babies
Beat out those bayonets
Stop making bullets
Reverse the planets
Pick all my pockets
Cut off those bracelets
Have you no remorse?
Peel off your corsets
Of course
Gives me everything I want
My New Haunt
Gives me everything I want
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
If she turns out to be crazy in time
Bring me black strap molasses
Light me a burning witch
Bring me my bristle brushes
Bring me my tar and pitch
Bring me my feather pillow
And I'll unpick the stitch
We've lived too well
Too long
So long
So strong
My New Haunt
Brings me everything I want
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
If she turns out to be faithless in time
My New Haunt
Sometimes disappears
Then comes back in the night
And whispers in my ears
Saying "Don't you know you little fool
You've nothing to fear
I'll tell you everything you want to know
Everything you want to hear"
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
Raise up that flaming torch
Watch as the ships approach
An invitation on her lips
The homeless, tempest-tossed, she grips
Make her beautiful
Make her dutiful and rich
Sing me a love song
So long
So strong
My New Haunt
Has just been repossessed
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
if I have to guess my next address
I'm out on the horizon
Just as the sun was rising
First rays bestow a kiss
So you would never guess
I'm sailing off a precipice
Dragons and gold down in the hold
Burning leaves and spices choking back the stench of piss
My New Haunt
Requires a coat of paint
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
If the walls are peeling and the ceiling is revealing the stars out there reeling
My New Haunt
Sometimes disappears
Comes back in the night
And whispers in my ears
Saying "Don't you know you little fool
You've nothing to fear
I'll tell you everything you want to know
Everything you want to hear"
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
At the end of the working day
He's tired of kneeling, and praying
"As I lay down to die"
I can't remember why
Up on the silent screen
A cowboy ropes a trick
And in the second feature
Some lovely creature saved by a yankee dick
Make her beautiful
Make her dutiful and rich
Sing me a love song
So long
So strong
My New Haunt
The shiver of a chill
And I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
Start making babies
Beat out those bayonets
Stop making bullets
Reverse the planets
Pick all my pockets
Cut off those bracelets
Have you no remorse?
Peel off your corsets
Of course
Can You Hear Me? lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
Signal fading
Listen to what I'm saying
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Testing, testing
Can you hear me?
This better be worth all of the breath I'm wasting
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Well, you know your time has come
And you're sorry for what you've done
All you gangsters
You should have never have been playing with a gun
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Next week there'll be some fashionable new sin
For each harlot and each puritan
Pull off their wings, stick 'em on a pin
Can you hear me?
And just let the money roll in
Can you hear me?
Signal fading
Listen to what I'm saying
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Testing, testing
Can you hear me?
This better be worth all of the breath I'm wasting
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
There's a line that you must toe
And it's time for you to go
All you gangsters
It's darker than you know
Can you hear me?
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
The hands of the helpless are raised
Your dead little secrets are praised
The people stand dumbstruck and dazed
Can you hear me?
By the inches that you have erased
Hear him treacling in your ear
Do those drug dealer still polish women made of wax
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Gangsters and world leaders
Require the same protection from attack
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Libraries filled up with failed ideas
There's nothing more for me there
I trust in tender ink and gentle airs
Tape starts running
He's going to tell you something
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Strings start strumming
Another humdrum conundrum...
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Barricaded in the talk radio station
Hostage taken
Can you hear me
The red "On-Air" light shines on
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
All you gangsters
So pay the ransom
Before the run-out groove
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Get my wife down here
A helicopter on the roof
No police marksman
Maintaining radio silence from now on
Signal fading
Listen to what I'm saying
Mystery voices drowned out by too much choice
Testing, testing
Maintaining radio silence
Listen to what I'm saying
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Testing, testing
Can you hear me?
This better be worth all of the breath I'm wasting
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Well, you know your time has come
And you're sorry for what you've done
All you gangsters
You should have never have been playing with a gun
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Next week there'll be some fashionable new sin
For each harlot and each puritan
Pull off their wings, stick 'em on a pin
Can you hear me?
And just let the money roll in
Can you hear me?
Signal fading
Listen to what I'm saying
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Testing, testing
Can you hear me?
This better be worth all of the breath I'm wasting
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
There's a line that you must toe
And it's time for you to go
All you gangsters
It's darker than you know
Can you hear me?
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
The hands of the helpless are raised
Your dead little secrets are praised
The people stand dumbstruck and dazed
Can you hear me?
By the inches that you have erased
Hear him treacling in your ear
Do those drug dealer still polish women made of wax
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Gangsters and world leaders
Require the same protection from attack
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Libraries filled up with failed ideas
There's nothing more for me there
I trust in tender ink and gentle airs
Tape starts running
He's going to tell you something
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Strings start strumming
Another humdrum conundrum...
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Barricaded in the talk radio station
Hostage taken
Can you hear me
The red "On-Air" light shines on
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
All you gangsters
So pay the ransom
Before the run-out groove
Hear him coming through loud and clear
Hear him treacling in your ear
Get my wife down here
A helicopter on the roof
No police marksman
Maintaining radio silence from now on
Signal fading
Listen to what I'm saying
Mystery voices drowned out by too much choice
Testing, testing
Maintaining radio silence
The Puppet Has Cut His Strings lyrics - Elvis Costello (with The Roots)
They pulled the stars down one by one
Hauled up the moon to shine upon
A velvet curtain rising
Now her puppet has cut his strings
The footlights glare
The trumpets blare
Why is your face drawn on so glum, old chum
Paintbrush dragging on a drum
The rimshot on the punchline that you fumbled
The crowd went home and left you
For dead
My old woodenhead
Took the thimble and the thread
Choked back tears like a cymbal
The breath is slow and shallow too
The sky is bright Venetian blue
The cardboard sun is all ablaze
The air is painted Clifford Brown
Caressing "Yesterdays"
The steady gaze of your glass eye
Head in a basket smiling still
Free of will, free of wisdom
Can't feel my fingers anymore
Can't raise my hand and ask for more
Dance my doll across the floor
Or fire a flag from a pistol
("Bang")
They pulled the stars down one by one
Hauled up the moon to wish upon
The puppet finally cut his strings
And free at last from earthly things
He's dancing on the ceiling
With a showgirl in a feather dress
Time is meaningless
We carried you on buckled limbs
Through mournful airs and martyrs hymns
Then one blue and one more yellow pill
One keeps you quiet
One keeps you still
You sang "The Way You Looked Tonight"
Your voice is ringing true and clear
Then you wore them down like candlelight
And in the darkness
You'd best beware
And in the darkness
You'd best beware
You'd best beware
You'd best beware
I used to love him
When I used to care
Canopy
Satin trim
Slowly closing
The puppet has cut his strings
Hauled up the moon to shine upon
A velvet curtain rising
Now her puppet has cut his strings
The footlights glare
The trumpets blare
Why is your face drawn on so glum, old chum
Paintbrush dragging on a drum
The rimshot on the punchline that you fumbled
The crowd went home and left you
For dead
My old woodenhead
Took the thimble and the thread
Choked back tears like a cymbal
The breath is slow and shallow too
The sky is bright Venetian blue
The cardboard sun is all ablaze
The air is painted Clifford Brown
Caressing "Yesterdays"
The steady gaze of your glass eye
Head in a basket smiling still
Free of will, free of wisdom
Can't feel my fingers anymore
Can't raise my hand and ask for more
Dance my doll across the floor
Or fire a flag from a pistol
("Bang")
They pulled the stars down one by one
Hauled up the moon to wish upon
The puppet finally cut his strings
And free at last from earthly things
He's dancing on the ceiling
With a showgirl in a feather dress
Time is meaningless
We carried you on buckled limbs
Through mournful airs and martyrs hymns
Then one blue and one more yellow pill
One keeps you quiet
One keeps you still
You sang "The Way You Looked Tonight"
Your voice is ringing true and clear
Then you wore them down like candlelight
And in the darkness
You'd best beware
And in the darkness
You'd best beware
You'd best beware
You'd best beware
I used to love him
When I used to care
Canopy
Satin trim
Slowly closing
The puppet has cut his strings
National Ransom lyrics - Elvis Costello
Running pell-mell and harum-scarum
Running as hot as they do or dare
Stick out your tongue
And drink down all the venom
From Cut-Throat Cuthbert
And Millicent St. Cyr
From the real old Macau
To the new False Americas
In the liberated territories
Unusual suspects shake down, shake down, shake down various dubious characters
Mother's in the kitchen picking bones for breakfast
Boiling them down by the bushel and the score
Pull out your thumb and count what's left of your fist
There's a wolf at the window with ravening maw
Did you find how to lie?
Did you find out just how to cheat?
The elite bleat, their obsolete
But are your prospects?
Exact, perfect object
Now, if you'd only genuflect
They're running wild
Just like some childish tantrum
Meanwhile we're working every day
Paying off the National Ransom
Woe betide all this hocus-pocus
They're running us ragged at their first attempt
Around the time the killing stopped on Wall St.
You couldn't hold me, baby with anything but contempt
Letters peal slowly from our speech
The claxton attempts to preach
Stretching for stars still out of reach
Drowning
Flailing
Outside someone's wailing
They're running wild
Just like some childish tantrum
Meanwhile we're working every day
Paying off the National Ransom
Running as hot as they do or dare
Stick out your tongue
And drink down all the venom
From Cut-Throat Cuthbert
And Millicent St. Cyr
From the real old Macau
To the new False Americas
In the liberated territories
Unusual suspects shake down, shake down, shake down various dubious characters
Mother's in the kitchen picking bones for breakfast
Boiling them down by the bushel and the score
Pull out your thumb and count what's left of your fist
There's a wolf at the window with ravening maw
Did you find how to lie?
Did you find out just how to cheat?
The elite bleat, their obsolete
But are your prospects?
Exact, perfect object
Now, if you'd only genuflect
They're running wild
Just like some childish tantrum
Meanwhile we're working every day
Paying off the National Ransom
Woe betide all this hocus-pocus
They're running us ragged at their first attempt
Around the time the killing stopped on Wall St.
You couldn't hold me, baby with anything but contempt
Letters peal slowly from our speech
The claxton attempts to preach
Stretching for stars still out of reach
Drowning
Flailing
Outside someone's wailing
They're running wild
Just like some childish tantrum
Meanwhile we're working every day
Paying off the National Ransom
Jimmie Standing In The Rain lyrics - Elvis Costello
Third-Class ticket in his pocket
Punching out the shadows underneath the sockets
Tweed coat turned up against the fog
Slow coaches rolling o'er the moor
Between the very memory
And approaches of war
Stale bread curling on a luncheon counter
Loose change lonely, not the right amount
Forgotten Man of an indifferent nation
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station
Somebody's calling you again
The sky is falling
Jimmie's standing in the rain
Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie lullaby in a colliery town
A hip flask and fumbled skein with some stagedoor Josephine is all he'll get now
Eyes going in and out of focus
Mild and bitter from tuberculosis
Forgotten Man
Indifferent nation
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station
Somebody's calling you again
The sky is falling
Jimmie's standing in the rain
Her soft breath was gentle on his neck
If he could choose the time to die
Then he would come and go like this
Underneath a painted sky
She woke up and called him "Charlie" by mistake
And then in shame began to cry
Tarnished silver band peals off a phrase
And then warms their hands around the brazier
Forgotten Man
Indifferent nation
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station
Somebody's calling you again
It's finally dawning
Jimmie's standing in the rain
Brilliantine glistening
Your soft plaintive whistling
And your wan wandering smile
Died down at The Hippodrome
Now you're walking off to jeers, the lonely sound of jingling spurs, the "toodle-oos" and "Oh, my dears" down at "The Argyle"
Vile vaudevillians applaud sobriety
There's no place for a half-cut cowboy in polite society
Forgotten Man
Indifferent nation
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station
Somebody's calling you again
It's finally dawning
Jimmie's standing in the rain
Stations Of The Cross lyrics - Elvis Costello
The tempest blows up from a squall
Past the Cape of Bad Conscience
Into the Gulf of the Cauldron
Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten
Exposing the roots like the dyed hair of slattern
Scrapper and mauler in a rope ring this small
Outside the wind is punching
There's no one left to hear it
No one hears the bell ring
Except the one who comes to fear it
And they continue to brawl
He's buying his way into heaven I suppose
He weeps at the blows
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
He turns the dial slowly
Through the Stations of the Cross
Crowd done up dandy
In diamonds and finery
Baying and howling
All bloodlusty calling
Fists like pistons
Faces like meat spoiling
Haul, boys, haul, bully-boys haul
Later that evening
Molly and her gunman
Go down the stairs to a dive like a dungeon
Meanwhile in the backroom there's a girl like a sponge
Saying, "Bring him in long as a constable's truncheon"
The gunman wants Molly to kingdom come
Then blows them all to the hereafter
Who's scuttling away now and hidden from our view?
Who tightened the tourniquet, turning her blue?
They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose
Before the gates are closed
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
They'll turn the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross
The gale of hale laughter
Scales up the ivory
The black keys of her fine whine descend into the minor
Die away breathless
Diminishing behind her
Haul boys haul, bully-boys haul
The water came up to the eaves
You'd think someone had opened a valve
It's too soon to stay now and too late to leave
So spare your remorse all the way up to Calvary
They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose
Before the gates are closed
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
I'm turning the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross
Past the Cape of Bad Conscience
Into the Gulf of the Cauldron
Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten
Exposing the roots like the dyed hair of slattern
Scrapper and mauler in a rope ring this small
Outside the wind is punching
There's no one left to hear it
No one hears the bell ring
Except the one who comes to fear it
And they continue to brawl
He's buying his way into heaven I suppose
He weeps at the blows
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
He turns the dial slowly
Through the Stations of the Cross
Crowd done up dandy
In diamonds and finery
Baying and howling
All bloodlusty calling
Fists like pistons
Faces like meat spoiling
Haul, boys, haul, bully-boys haul
Later that evening
Molly and her gunman
Go down the stairs to a dive like a dungeon
Meanwhile in the backroom there's a girl like a sponge
Saying, "Bring him in long as a constable's truncheon"
The gunman wants Molly to kingdom come
Then blows them all to the hereafter
Who's scuttling away now and hidden from our view?
Who tightened the tourniquet, turning her blue?
They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose
Before the gates are closed
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
They'll turn the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross
The gale of hale laughter
Scales up the ivory
The black keys of her fine whine descend into the minor
Die away breathless
Diminishing behind her
Haul boys haul, bully-boys haul
The water came up to the eaves
You'd think someone had opened a valve
It's too soon to stay now and too late to leave
So spare your remorse all the way up to Calvary
They're hurling themselves into heaven I suppose
Before the gates are closed
But down in a location that we cannot disclose
I'm turning the dial slowly through the Stations of the Cross
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