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(Elvis Costello/Paddy Moloney). . If on every ocean the ship is a throne. And for each mast cut down another sapling is grown. Then I could believe that I'm bound to find. A better life than I
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. Speak up, don't mumble if you're in the combo. On the beat (on the beat), on the beat (on the beat). Till a man comes along and he says. "Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?. Though
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Bài hát She - Elvis Costello. She may be the face I can't forget. The trace of pleasure or regret. May be my treasure or the price I have to pay. She may be the song the summer sings. May be the
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With a handful of backhanders and a bevy of beauty. Going off-limits, going off duty. Going off the rails, going off with booty. They tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal types. Lead
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1, 2, a 1, 2, 3, 4 It's going round the town. It's going round the town. It's going round the town. You're so lovable It's going round the town. It's going round the town. It's going round the
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If dust could only talk. What would we hear it say?. Before it's brushed aside. Just as it's swept away It's just the evidence. It's of no consequence. It's only flesh and bone. Why don't we
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All the leaves are turning yellow, red and brown. Soon they'll be scattered as they tumble down. Although they may be swept up so invitingly I never did what I was told. I trampled through the
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These few lines I'll devote. To a marvelous girl covered up with my coat. Pull it up to your chin. I'll hold you until the day will begin Still. Lying in the shadows this new flame will cast Upon
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How long do I have to wait?. Before I can tell you the things I've been wanting to say. How long must I hesitate? I know it makes sense but it's hard for me to stay away. But if this is how it has
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?. You've seen the film you've read the book. You're drinking Vintage Elvis Presley wine Bored out of your tiny mind while life is twice as large. They'll cut her down to size on television. She's
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We used to go out walkin' hand in hand. You told me all the big things you had planned. It wasn't long till all your dreams came true. Success put me in second place with you You have no time to
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We used to go out walkin' hand in hand. You told me all the big things you had planned. It wasn't long till all your dreams came true. Success put me in second place with you You have no time to
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Elvis, white trash. Elvis, the Memphis flash. Elvis, didn't smoke hash. Would've been a sissy without Johnny Cash. . Elvis, didn't dodge the draft. Elvis, had his own aircraft. Elvis, having a
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(Costello, Toussaint) Six-Fingered Man. Playing a seven-string guitar. There are Seven Deadly Sins. Any one of them can do you in. Take what you lost from what you win. It's never enough Six
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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 in the dyed hair of slattern
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. Speak up, don't mumble if you're in the combo. On the beat (on the beat), on the beat (on the beat). Till a man comes along and he says. "Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?. Though
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Baby can you understand me now. Sometimes I feel a little mad. Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel. When things go wrong I seem to be mad I'm just a soul whose intentions are go
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Baby can you understand me now. Sometimes I feel a little mad. Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel. When things go wrong I seem to be mad I'm just a soul whose intentions are go
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Don`t get smart or sarcastic. He snaps back just like elastic. Spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. We break wise guys just like matchsticks What would the loved ones say. Your pride
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Romeo was restless, he was ready to kill. He jumped out the window 'cause he couldn't sit still. Juliet was waiting with a safety net. He said, "Don't bury me 'cause I'm not dead yet" Why don't
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The children sit upon the stairs. High above a valley of tears. Don't let them see you crying that way, oh no Oh no, Joe Porterhouse. Is not gone forever, he'll be back another day. Don't let
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Up above me are the skies like the twinkle in your eyes. Blue must be the colour of the blues. In the mail, the letters came but you can't pay for love the same. Blue must be the colour of the
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Vain boys are gonna have to swallow. Their pride this time. So let the punishment fit the crime It's under the table, under your skin. Into the cable. Is this the death of the glory you're in
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Vain boys are gonna have to swallow. Their pride this time. So let the punishment fit the crime It's under the table, under your skin. Into the cable. Is this the death of the glory you're in
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Vain boys are gonna have to swallow. Their pride this time. So let the punishment fit the crime It's under the table, under your skin. Into the cable. Is this the death of the glory you're in
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All the bedroom lights go out as the neighborhood gets quiet. Everything in heaven and earth is almost right. But there's a wife who's wondering where her husband could be tonight. And when the
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I fell under such gentle persuasion. You can't refuse it's like a home from home. Meanwhile in the motor car kingdom. They're finding all that glitters is not chrome The social circle have these
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White knuckles came down to put the frighteners on. I believe she's the one that he's got his heart set on. It doesn't matter if your face doesn't fit. There's no charge for changing it Ooh ooh
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Born in the middle of the second big baby boom. Those noisy boys just might have spoken up too soon. Now I'm looking for a little girl, I wonder where she's gone. Big money for families having
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It's a chilly Florentine evening, two men in evening hats. Telling tales of the underground and fishing for Reds. Policemen armed with Uzi's stand guard but they don't speak. Ain't seen no
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It's a chilly Florentine evening, two men in evening hats. Telling tales of the underground and fishing for Reds. Policemen armed with Uzi's stand guard but they don't speak. Ain't seen no
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It's a chilly Florentine evening, two men in evening hats. Telling tales of the underground and fishing for Reds. Policemen armed with Uzi's stand guard but they don't speak. Ain't seen no
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It's a chilly Florentine evening, two men in evening hats. Telling tales of the underground and fishing for Reds. Policemen armed with Uzi's stand guard but they don't speak. Ain't seen no
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I know the name on the tip of your tongue. And I know that accusing look. Everybody knows I've been so wrong. That's the problem and here's the hook Tears before bedtime. There'll be trouble
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Tonight the bottle let me down. And 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
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Hail to the taxis. They go where I go. Farewell the newspapers that know more than I know. Flung under a street-lamp still burning at dawn. I'm in the mood again I walk the damp streets rather
