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elvis costello - she
She
May be the face I can't forget.
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
She may be the song that summer sings.
May be the chill that autumn brings.
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.
She
May be the beauty or the beast.
May be the famine or the feast.
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell.
She may be the mirror of my dreams.
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
She who always seems so happy in a crowd.
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry.
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past.
That I'll remember till the day I die
She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She, she, she
elvis costello - couldn t call it unexpected no4
No. 4
I saw a girl who?d found her consolation
She said ?One day my Prince of Peace will come?
Above her head a portrait of her father
The wilted favour that he gave her still fastened to the frame
?They?ve got his bones and everything he owns
I?ve got his name?
Well you can laugh at this sentimental story
But in time you?ll have to make amends
The sudden chill where lovers doubt their immortality
As the clouds cover the sky the evening ends
Describing a picture of eyes finally closing
As you sometimes glimpse terrible faces in the fire
We?ll I?m the lucky goon
Who composed this tune
from birds arranged on the high wire
Who on earth is tapping at the window?
Does that face still linger at the pane?
I saw you shiver though the room was like a furnace
A shadow of regret across a young mother?s face
So toll the bell or rock the cradle
Please don?t let me fear anything I cannot explain
I can?t believe, I?ll never believe in anything again
elvis costello - i hope you re happy now
He?s a fine figure of a man and handsome too
With his eyes upon the secret places he?d like to undo
Still he knows who knows who and where and how
And I hope you?re happy now
He?s got all the things you need and some that you will never
But you make him sound like frozen food, his love will last forever
Still he know what you want and what you don?t allow
And I hope you?re happy now
I hope that you?re happy now like you?re supposed to be
And I know that this will hurt you more than it hurts me
He?s acting innocent and proud still you know what he?s after
Like a matador with his pork sword, while we all die of laughter
In his turquoise pajamas and motorcycle hat
I hope you?re happy now because you?ll soon put pay to that
I knew then what I know now I never loved you anyhow
And I hope you?re happy now
elvis costello - home is anywhere you hang your head
Here comes Mr. Misery
He?s tearing out his hair again
He?s crying over her again
He?s standing in the super-market shouting at the customers
Here comes Mr. Misery
He?ll never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood
He?s contemplating murder again
He must be in love
Chorus: But you know she doesn?t want
But you can?t seem to get it in your head
Oh and you can?t sleep at night
And she haunts you when you go to bed
When you?re tired of talking and you can?t drink it down
So you hang around and drown instead
Home isn?t where it used to be
Home is anywhere you hang your head
You hang your head
Home is anywhere
You hang your head
Home is anywhere
You hang your head
Home is anywhere you hang your head
Here comes Mr. Misery
Looking for a place for his mouth to shoot
Saying ?You?d look cute in your birthday suit?
You tore him out and screwed him up
Like a bad page in a naughty picture book
They day ended as it began
As he was seconds older than the man he was this morning
And the world has wiped it?s mouth since then
Or maybe it was yawning
Chorus
elvis costello - i want you
Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tell
I don't think I can live without you
And I know that I never will
Oh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to death
I can't say anymore than "I love you"
Everything else is a waste of breath
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
Your fingernails go dragging down the wall
Be careful darling you might fall
I want you
I woke up and one of us was crying
I want you
You said "Young man I do believe you're dying"
I want you
If you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days
I want you
You can look in my eyes and you can count the ways
I want you
Did you mean to tell me but seem to forget
I want you
Since when were you so generous and inarticulate
I want you
It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
It's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking for
I want you
It's knowing that he knows you now after only guessing
It's the thought of him undressing you or you undressing
I want you
He tossed some tatty compliment your way
I want you
And you were fool enough to love it when he said
"I want you"
I want you
The truth can't hurt you it's just like the dark
It scares you witless
But in time you see things clear and stark
I want you
Go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop
I want you
I'm afraid I won't know where to stop
I want you
I'm not ashamed to say I cried for you
I want you
I want to know the things you did that we do too
I want you
I want to hear he pleases you more than I do
I want you
I might as well be useless for all it means to you
I want you
Did you call his name out as he held you down
I want you
Oh no my darling not with that clown
I want you
I want you
You've had your fun you don't get well no more
I want you
No-one who wants you could want you more
I want you
I want you
I want you
Every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up
I want you
I'm going to say it once again 'til I instill it
I know I'm going to feel this way until you kill it
I want you
I want you
I want you
elvis costello - tonight the bottle let me down
Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I?d found
Tonight the bottle let me down
I?ve always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately I?ve been turnin? every day
But the wine don?t take effect the way it used to
And I?m hurtin? in old familiar ways
Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I?d found
Tonight the bottle let me down
Each night I leave the bar room when it?s over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight your memory found me much too sober
I can?t drink enough to keep you off my mind
Tonight the bottle let me down
It let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I?d found
Tonight the bottle let me down
elvis costello - gloomy sunday
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not when the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there?ll be flowers and prayers that are sad, I know
Let them not weep, let them know that I?m glad to go
Death is no dream, for in death I am caressing you
With the last breath of my heart I?ll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, deep
Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
elvis costello - god give me strength
Now I have nothing
So God give me strength
'Cos I'm weak anyway
And if I'm strong I might still break
And I don't have anything to share
That I won't throw away into the air
That song is sung out
This bell is rung out
She was the light that I'd bless
She took my last chance of happiness
So God give me strength
God give me strength
I can't hold on to her
God give me strength
When the phone doesn't ring
And I'm lost in imagining
Everything that kind of love is worth
As I tumble back down to the earth
That song is sung out
This bell is rung out
She was the light that I'd bless
She took my last chance of happiness
So God give me strength
God if she'd grant me her indulgence and decline
I might as well
Wipe her from my memory
Fracture the spell
As she becomes my enemy
Maybe I was washed out
Like a lip-print on his shirt
See, I'm only human
I want him to hurt
I want him
I want him to hurt
Since I lost the power to pretend
That there could ever be a happy ending
That song is sung out
This bell is rung out
She was the light that I'd bless
She took my last chance of happiness
So God give me strength
God give me strength
elvis costello - little triggers
Little triggers that you pull with your tongue.
Little triggers. i don't wanna be hung up, strung up,
When you don't call up.
Little sniggers on your lips.
Little triggers in your grip.
Little triggers. my hand on your hip.
Thinkin' all about those censored sequences,
Worryin' about the consequences,
Waiting until i come to my senses.
Better put it all in present tenses.
Worryin' about the common decency
When it is only a question of frequency
When you say o.k. but i gotta cheek to be
Sayin' you're tired of me when you don't even weaken these
elvis costello - bedlam
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
I might recite a small prayer
If I ever said them
I lay down on an iron frame
Found myself in bedlam
I wish that I could take something for drowning out the noise
Wailing echoes down the corridors
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 and mocked as too extreme
Must be family entertainment here in the strange land of my dreams
Now I'm practicing my likeness of St. Francis of Assisi
For if I hold my hand outstretched
A little bird comes to me
I might recite a small prayer
If I ever said them
I lay down on an iron frame
Found myself in bedlam
Escaping from the fingers that were stretching through the bars
Wailing echoes down the corridors
The player piano picks out "Life Goes On"
Ring tone rang out "Jerusalem"
And in this pit of sadness
Where the rank of wretched plunge
We've buried all the innocents
Now we must bury revenge
They've got this scared and decorated girl strapped to the steel trunk of a mustang
And then 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
And then 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
Then 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
And I might recite a small prayer
If I ever said them
I lay down on an iron frame
Found myself in bedlam
Bowing like an actor acknowledging applause
Playing the Crusader who was conquering the Moors
And he knew the consequences, but he won't accept the cause
Wailing echoes down the corridors
elvis costello - charm school
Men made out of monkeys
Men made into mice
Happy days are here again
And all the drinks half price
A girl with a trick and a man with a calling
Trying to make a living out of your downfalling
Trying to make a living out of anything at all
Didn?t they teach you anything except how to be cruel
In that charm school
You and i as lovers
Were nothing but a farce
Trying to make a silk purse
Out of a sow?s arse
Saying ?why don?t you watch me?
Hardly speaking sotto voce
I?ve got a notion
I?ve got an angle
Take your dreams and promises
And put them through the mangle
They say it?s hell to finance too
And i just want to romance you
In this perpetual nightclub
I?ll be yours eternal
Though the hours are long
And the noise infernal
Just one shameful act or sometimes two
We make believe we?re making do
elvis costello - hand in hand
No, don't ask me to apologise.
I won't ask you to forgive me.
If i'm gonna go down,
You're gonna come with me
You say 'why don't you be a man about it,
Like they do in the grown-up movies?'
But when it comes to the other way around,
You say you just wanna use me. oh,
You ^sit and you wonder whether
It's gonna be syndicated.
You sit with your knees together.
All the time your breath is baited.
Hand in hand.
No, don't ask me to apologise.
I won't ask you to forgive me.
If i'm gonna go down,
You're gonna come with me
Don't you know i got the bully boys out
Changing someone's facial design,
Sitting with my toy room lout,
Polishing my precious china
Don't you know i'm an animal?
But don't you know i can't stand up steady?
But you can show me any kind of hell
That i don't know already.
Hand in hand.
No, don't ask me to apologise.
I won't ask you to forgive me.
If i'm gonna go down,
You're gonna come with me
Hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand...
elvis costello - the greatest thing
Everyone stopped when she walked into the room
Isn?t this the greatest thing
Everyone own up but nobody could touch her
Isn?t this the greatest thing
Punch the clock keep boxing clever
You?ll be young enough for ever
Isn?t this the greatest thing
Isn?t this the greatest thing
I heard some new confection
Said we can?t afford to feel affection
And it?s the lastest thing
In and out of matrimony
Never once removed the sony
?cos it?s a status thing
So girls like that above described
Are not to be so easily bribed
With a white frock and a ring
Punch the clock and in time you?ll get pulled apart
If you?re married on paper and not in your heart
But i won?t be told that life with the one you love is sordid
Just because some authority says you can?t afford it
Since nights were long and days were olden
Woman to man has been beholden
But since then times have been changing
She sends back his tribute of a rose
And says this ring is better suited for the nose
He?s always fingering
I punch the clock and it?s ok
I know a girl who takes my breath away
And it?s the greatest
And it?s the greatest thing
elvis costello - satellite
She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures
She?s madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip
She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party
Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air,
champagne rolls off her tongue Like a second language
And it should have been her biggest night
The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry
All over the world at the very same time people sharing the same sorrow
As the satellite looks down her darkest hour is somebody?s bright tomorrow
He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his first finger
Felt the static electric charge of her perfect hour-glass figure
As he undressed her with his eyes her weakness was his talent
How could she know as she stepped through the lights, that her dress would become transparent
And with his face pressed to the screen,
he muttered words he?d never dare to say if she could see him
All over the world at the very same time
People sharing the same cheap sensation the
thrill of watching somebody watching those
forbidden things we never mention
Chorus:
The satellite looks down right now and forever
What it has pulled apart let no man tether his own body to his dream,
His dream to someone else
Oh no, oh no.
She went back to a pitiful compromise, He?d go back to his family
But for the matter of a thousand miles that separated them entirely
In the hot unloving spotlight, with secrets it arouses
Now they both know what it?s like inside a pornographer?s trousers
And in a funny way it?s anonymous, the satellite
it blesses us and makes these dreams come
true... All over the world
Chorus
elvis costello - hurry down doomsday
The man in the corner of this picture has a sinister purpose
In the teeming Temple of the Railroad Kings
He's planting a trashy paperback book for accidental purchase
Containing all the secrets of life and other useless things
But I can't bring myself to look
Wake up Zombie write yourself another book
You want to scream and shout my little flaxen lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over
She sleeps with the shirt of a late, great country singer
Stretched out on 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
But I can't bring myself to look
Wake up Zombie
Get yourself off the book
You want to scream and shout my little waxen lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over
Forget about Beethoven, Rembrandt and rock and roll
Forget about Mickey Mouse, Marlboro and Coca Cola
Forget about Cadillac, Mercedes and Toyota
Forget about Buddha, Allah, Jesus and Jehovah
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over
Any day now a giant insect mutation
Will swoop down and devour the white man's burden
Starting out with all of the sensitive ones
Better make like a fly if you don't want to die
Look out there goes Gordon
But I can't bring myself to think
Wake up Zombie
Kick up a big stink
You want to scream and shout my little Saxon lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over
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