Tytuł: Suit of lights

• Wykonawca: Elvis Costello
• Wyświetleń: 174

  
   While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"
  You request some song you hate you sentimental fool
  And it's the force of habit
  If it moves then you fuck it
  If it doesn't move you stab it
  And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"
  He went out to work that night and wasted his breath
  Outside there was a public execution
  Inside he died a thousand deaths
  
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they put him in a suit of lights
  
  In the perforated first editions
  Where they advocate the hangman's noose
  Then tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess
  Her uncouth escort looking down her dress
  
  Anyway they say that she wears the trousers
  And learnt everything that she does
  And doesn't know if she should tell him yes
  Or let him go
  
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they put him in a suit of lights
  
  Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar
  It's enough to make you think right now
  But you don't bother
  For goodness sake as you cry and shake
  Let's keep you face down in the dirt where you belong
  And think of all the pleasure that it brings
  Though you know that it's wrong
  
  And there's still life in your body
  But most of it's leaving
  Can't you give us all a break
  Can't you stop breathing
  
  And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"
  I went to work that night and wasted my breath
  Outside they're painting tar on somebody
  It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be
  
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
  And they put him in a suit of lights
  And they put him in a suit of lights