Pretty words
Elvis costelloGet my face slapped under wraps
What's going on precisely
Is there something wrong perhaps?
Surprise, surprise (surprise, surprise)
It's more like a booby trap than a booby prize
Civil disobedience from a soldier with a dirty rifle
You're loosening all the screws that hold the hinges of my life
Fat cats and army brats
Hep cats and dog tag pawing over girly mags
Chorus:
Pretty words don't mean much anymore
I don't mean to be mean much anymore
All I see are snapshots, bigshots, tender spots
(1) mug shots, machine slots
(2) machine slots, mug shots
'Till you don't know what's what
You don't know what you got
Curious women running after curious men
Curiosity didn't kill the cat
It was a poisoned pen
But there's not much choice (it's Hobson's choice)
Between a cruel mouth and a jealous voice
Got back to London
Picked a paper from the man
No words of consolation
Just cartoons and titter tatter
Well well, fancy that
Millions murdered for a kiss me quick hat
No backbone, blood and guts
Better keep your big mouth shut
Chorus
Mais ouvidas de Elvis costello
ver todas as músicas- Country Darkness
- Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down
- 20% Amnesia
- Almost Blue
- Let him dangle
- Watch your step
- Pony street
- Town Cryer
- Pump It Up
- Tears At The Birthday Party
- God Give Me Strength
- Get Yourself Another Fool
- Senior service
- Let Me Tell You About Her
- The Name Of This Things Is Not Love
- Let them all talk
- All These Strangers
- Everyday I Write The Book
- Impatience
- Still