Elvis Costello Punch Clock Rar
Punch the Clock is an album by Elvis Costello and the Attractions, released in 1983. 11 12 It was Costello's eighth album, his seventh with the Attractions since 1978. The album featured Costello's first US Top 40 hit, ' Everyday I Write the Book.' Elvis Costello Vinyl Record Album 1980s New Wave Post Punk LP 'Punch The Clock' (Original 1983 Columbia w/'Everyday I Write The Book') mog01271 Sep 21, 2015 5 out of 5 stars. Elvis Costello and the Attractions: Punch the Clock Columbia, 1983 Without the sustained melodicism of Imperial Bedroom (first side, anyway) to impart the illusion of meaningful wholeness, this is adjudged a major letdown by Elvis's acolytes. But 'Boxing Day' is hardly the first time one of his punderous constructions has failed not just to. 1983 - Punch The Clock (& The Attractions, 1995 - Rykodisc): Download. 1994 - The Very Best Of Elvis Costello And The Attractions: Download 1995.
Let Them All Talk
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Hear what I say
See what I do
Believe me now, I'm all over you
All over you
I know a place (I know a place)
A certain very tender spot
To have and to hold
To have and have not
Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche
Chorus:
Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Oh yeah we're killing time
Just to keep you clocking on
These are the best years of your life
Now they're here and gone
Do the world a service
And you could do yourself a favour
Whose tongue now is tasting last week's flavour
Our day will come (our day will come)
When you have squandered all your youth
To have and to hold
A stranger to the truth
Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche
(Chorus)
Everyday I Write The Book
Don't tell me you don't know what love is
When you're old enough to know better
When you find strange hands in your sweater
When your dreamboat turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
Chapter One - we didn't really get along
Chapter Two - I think I fell in love with you
You said you'd stand by me in the middle of Chapter Three
But you were up to your old tricks in Chapters Four, Five and Six
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
The way you walk
The way you talk, and try to kiss me, and laugh
In four or five paragraphs
All your compliments and your cutting remarks
Are captured here in my quotation marks
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
Everyday I write the book
Don't tell me you don't know the difference
Between a lover and a fighter
With my pen and my electric typewriter
Even in a perfect world where everyone was equal
I'd still own the film rights and be working on the sequel
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
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 forever
Isn't this the greatest
Isn't this the greatest thing
Isn't this the greatest thing
The greatest thing
I heard some new confection
Said we can't afford to feel affection
'Cos 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
And it's the greatest thing, and it's the greatest thing
And it's the greatest thing, and it's the greatest thing
Oh, it's the greatest
Isn't this the greatest thing
Isn't this the greatest thing
The greatest thing
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 to the nose you're always fingering
I punch the clock and it's OK
I know a girl who takes my breath away
And it's the greatest
Isn't this the greatest thing
Isn't this the greatest thing
The greatest thing, the greatest thing...
The Element Within Her
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
Chorus:
It's the element within her
Something under her skin
That is shining out through the face of a girl
Two sapphires and a couple of rows of pearls
It's just a part of it
Like your fine tresses
You know what my guess is
La la la la la la la la la la la
(Chorus)
And he was a playboy
Could charm the birds right out of the trees
Now he says 'What do I do with these?'
La la la la la la la la la la la
This love in my heart
Let no one set asunder
Sometimes I wonder
La la la la la la la la la la la
But back in the bedroom
With her electric heater
He says 'Are you cold?'
She says 'No, but you are la'
La la la la la la la la la la la
It's the element within her...
Love Went Mad
Chorus:
I've looked at it every way I can
From under and above
And every chance I've had
My love went mad
Love went mad, love went mad
Do you feel like I feel?
Do you have a heart?
Do you have a heart of iron and steel?
Are you a man now you wear a man's hat?
Are you a man now or are you a rat?
You go to church quiet as a mouse
You're a big cheese now in the workhouse
With these vulgar fractions of the treble clef
I wish you luck with a capital 'F'
A self-made mug is hard to break
A silent partner in someone else's mistake
(Chorus)
Every day goes by without a hitch
You feel the urge becoming an itch
The boys in blue are hard to catch
They're busy turning Piccadilly into Brands Hatch
But with your fingers in your ears
Feeling bright as a button
Thinking 'Thank God there'll be no more lamb dressed as mutton'
Playing family favourites on a tissue and a comb
Dying a thousand deaths in the safety of your own home
(Chorus)
Shipbuilding
Is it worth it
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding
Well I ask you
The boy said 'Dad, they're going to take me to task
But I'll be back by Christmas'
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed in
The result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin
Once again
It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
TKO (Boxing Day)
You can run all you like from the classroom or the cot
From a great big man or a tiny tot
But from this day, everyday will be Boxing Day
Don't need your indecision, let there be no doubt
Don't need your permission, I can count you out
I can count you out
TKO
They put the numb into number, put the cut into cutie
They put the slum into slumber and the boot into beauty
But from this day, everyday will be Boxing Day
It's a fight to the finish, let there be no doubt
As the seconds turn into minutes, I can count you out
I can count you out
TKO
You need a back to break or a back to stab
Now your birthday suit looks dull and drab
Everyday will be Boxing Day
Now you don't look so glamorous
Whenever I feel so amorous
I can count you out
TKO
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
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
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
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
Didn't they teach you anything except how to be cruel
In that charm school, in that charm school
The Invisible Man
I was committed to life and then commuted to the outskirts
With all the love in the world
Living for thirty minutes at a time with a break in the middle for adverts
But it's a wonderful world within these cinema walls
Where a shower of affection becomes Niagara Falls
And you wish she could step down from the screen to your seat in the stalls
But if stars are only painted on the ceiling above
Then who can you turn to and who do you love
I want to get out while I still can
I want to be like Harry Houdini
Now I'm the invisible man
My head is spinning 'round faster and faster
Here I stand on the edge of disaster
I'm shattered like a piece of crystal, porcelain or alabaster
'Cos if stars are only painted on the ceiling above
Then who can you turn to and who do you love
I want to get out while I still can
Crowds surround loudspeakers hanging from the lampposts
Listening to the murder mystery
Meanwhile someone's hiding in the classroom
Forging the books of history
Never mind there's a good film showing tonight
Where they hang everybody who can read or write
Oh, that could never happen here, but then again it might
'Cos if stars are only painted on the ceiling above
Then who can you turn to and who do you love
I want to get out while I still can
I want to be like Harry Houdini
Now I'm the invisible man
And you won't see me
Mouth Almighty
This town belongs to you and your tricks of confidence
All the pavements for miles around are littered with your footprints
Now every girl I get close to seems to be wearing your perfume
And the clock strikes the letters of your name
Both midnight and noon
But I used to shoot my mouth off
Till you'd had enough of me
Once or twice nightly
I know I've got my faults
And among them I can't control my tongue
But if you didn't believe me
Why did you have to leave me
With my mouth almighty
Mouth almighty, that's what I've got
Mouth almighty, telling you what's what
Mouth almighty
I wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
So I threw away the rose and held on to the thorn
Crawling round with my crooner cufflinks and my calling card cologne
But the realization of being replaced starts to tell tales across my face
Without a soul to talk to or a hair out of place
But I used to shoot my mouth off
Till you'd had enough of me
Once or twice nightly
I know I've got my faults
And among them I can't control my tongue
But if you didn't believe me
Why did you have to leave me
With my mouth almighty
Mouth almighty, that's what I've got
Mouth almighty, telling you what's what
Mouth almighty
I wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
King Of Thieves
I had forgotten all about 'The Case Of The Three Pins'
They said I must be cracked
Until the brown paper parcel landed on my welcome mat
Even the pretty secretaries who wouldn't even let me hang my hat
All recognize my handwriting
And return to sender as a matter of fact
If I were you I'd change my name again
They don't care what they do to you, believe me
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
His occupation is the King of Thieves
He can steal more than you can save
You can take him on, but you're not that brave
I'll tell your fortune in a minute or two
I might even tell you what comes next
The moguls want a human sacrifice
And look at that girl - young, hungry and perplexed
They took away the best years of her life
Ah, but it's all in good fun
And if you kept your nose clean
You can laugh now at the caring things they've done
If I were you I'd change my name again
They don't care what they do to you, believe me
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
His occupation is the King of Thieves
He can steal more than you can save
You can take him on, but you're not that brave
I'll write this story down, but you'll never guess the final twist
Blow the whistle on the whole design
As they find my name on that fatal mailing list
I hear the clatter of a typewriter
Another rookie eating up the reams
I think it's time to put my feet under the desk
And place my mark on another man's dreams
If I were you I'd change my name again
They don't care what they do to you, believe me
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
His occupation is the King of Thieves
He can steal more than you can save
You can take him on, but you're not that brave
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
And look at that girl, look at that girl
Look at that girl, look at that girl
Look at that girl
Pills And Soap
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
But you can't put them back together
You can't put them back together
Chorus:
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 luck
And all we get is pictures of Lord and Lady Muck
They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
(Chorus)
Give me the needle
Give me the rope
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
(Chorus)
Give me the needle, give me the rope
We're going to melt them down for pills and soap
The World And His Wife
The family circle gathers 'round from very far and near
To pass around the same remarks they passed away last year
The little girl you dangled on your knee without mishap
Stirs something in your memory and something in your lap
Chorus:
But it's a living
This is the life
For the world and his wife
The world and his wife
The kissing cousins slip outside to cuddle and confess
She says sweet nothing at all, it's much more of a mess
The conversation melts like chocolate down their open jaws
As the juniper berry slips down just like last night's drawers
(Chorus)
To tell the truth our Mum ran off with someone else's father
Went for two weeks' holiday in Taramasalata
Daddy went out with the rubbish and he kept on walking
Between Mum and the walls
God only knows who does the talking
(Chorus)
But later on in the evening through the tears and fol-de-rol
Come the sentimental feelings for the lure of vitriol
Longing thoughts go hankering for the old home overseas
With a blindfold and a national anthem sung in different keys
(Chorus)
Let Them All Talk
Hear what I say
See what I do
Believe me now, I'm all over you
All over you
I know a place (I know a place)
A certain very tender spot
To have and to hold
To have and have not
Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche
Chorus:
Let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Let them all talk, let them talk, let them all talk
Oh yeah we're killing time
Just to keep you clocking on
These are the best years of your life
Now they're here and gone
Do the world a service
And you could do yourself a favour
Whose tongue now is tasting last week's flavour
Our day will come (our day will come)
When you have squandered all your youth
To have and to hold
A stranger to the truth
Listening to the sad songs that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche
(Chorus)
Everyday I Write The Book
Don't tell me you don't know what love is
When you're old enough to know better
When you find strange hands in your sweater
When your dreamboat turns out to be a footnote
I'm a man with a mission in two or three editions
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
Chapter One - we didn't really get along
Chapter Two - I think I fell in love with you
You said you'd stand by me in the middle of Chapter Three
But you were up to your old tricks in Chapters Four, Five and Six
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
The way you walk
The way you talk, and try to kiss me, and laugh
In four or five paragraphs
All your compliments and your cutting remarks
Are captured here in my quotation marks
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
Everyday I write the book
Don't tell me you don't know the difference
Between a lover and a fighter
With my pen and my electric typewriter
Even in a perfect world where everyone was equal
I'd still own the film rights and be working on the sequel
And I'm giving you a longing look
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
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 forever
Isn't this the greatest
Isn't this the greatest thing
Isn't this the greatest thing
The greatest thing
I heard some new confection
Said we can't afford to feel affection
'Cos 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
And it's the greatest thing, and it's the greatest thing
And it's the greatest thing, and it's the greatest thing
Oh, it's the greatest
Isn't this the greatest thing
Isn't this the greatest thing
The greatest thing
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 to the nose you're always fingering
I punch the clock and it's OK
I know a girl who takes my breath away
And it's the greatest
Isn't this the greatest thing
Isn't this the greatest thing
The greatest thing, the greatest thing...
The Element Within Her
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
Chorus:
It's the element within her
Something under her skin
That is shining out through the face of a girl
Two sapphires and a couple of rows of pearls
It's just a part of it
Like your fine tresses
You know what my guess is
La la la la la la la la la la la
(Chorus)
And he was a playboy
Could charm the birds right out of the trees
Now he says 'What do I do with these?'
La la la la la la la la la la la
This love in my heart
Let no one set asunder
Sometimes I wonder
La la la la la la la la la la la
But back in the bedroom
With her electric heater
He says 'Are you cold?'
She says 'No, but you are la'
La la la la la la la la la la la
It's the element within her...
Love Went Mad
Chorus:
I've looked at it every way I can
From under and above
And every chance I've had
My love went mad
Love went mad, love went mad
Do you feel like I feel?
Do you have a heart?
Do you have a heart of iron and steel?
Are you a man now you wear a man's hat?
Are you a man now or are you a rat?
You go to church quiet as a mouse
You're a big cheese now in the workhouse
With these vulgar fractions of the treble clef
I wish you luck with a capital 'F'
A self-made mug is hard to break
A silent partner in someone else's mistake
(Chorus)
Every day goes by without a hitch
You feel the urge becoming an itch
The boys in blue are hard to catch
They're busy turning Piccadilly into Brands Hatch
But with your fingers in your ears
Feeling bright as a button
Thinking 'Thank God there'll be no more lamb dressed as mutton'
Playing family favourites on a tissue and a comb
Dying a thousand deaths in the safety of your own home
(Chorus)
Shipbuilding
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Is it worth it
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding
Well I ask you
The boy said 'Dad, they're going to take me to task
But I'll be back by Christmas'
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed in
The result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyard
And notifying the next of kin
Once again
It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
TKO (Boxing Day)
You can run all you like from the classroom or the cot
From a great big man or a tiny tot
But from this day, everyday will be Boxing Day
Don't need your indecision, let there be no doubt
Don't need your permission, I can count you out
I can count you out
TKO
They put the numb into number, put the cut into cutie
They put the slum into slumber and the boot into beauty
But from this day, everyday will be Boxing Day
It's a fight to the finish, let there be no doubt
As the seconds turn into minutes, I can count you out
I can count you out
TKO
You need a back to break or a back to stab
Now your birthday suit looks dull and drab
Everyday will be Boxing Day
Now you don't look so glamorous
Whenever I feel so amorous
I can count you out
TKO
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
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
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
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
Didn't they teach you anything except how to be cruel
In that charm school, in that charm school
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The Invisible Man
I was committed to life and then commuted to the outskirts
With all the love in the world
Living for thirty minutes at a time with a break in the middle for adverts
But it's a wonderful world within these cinema walls
Where a shower of affection becomes Niagara Falls
And you wish she could step down from the screen to your seat in the stalls
But if stars are only painted on the ceiling above
Then who can you turn to and who do you love
I want to get out while I still can
I want to be like Harry Houdini
Now I'm the invisible man
My head is spinning 'round faster and faster
Here I stand on the edge of disaster
I'm shattered like a piece of crystal, porcelain or alabaster
'Cos if stars are only painted on the ceiling above
Then who can you turn to and who do you love
I want to get out while I still can
Crowds surround loudspeakers hanging from the lampposts
Listening to the murder mystery
Meanwhile someone's hiding in the classroom
Forging the books of history
Never mind there's a good film showing tonight
Where they hang everybody who can read or write
Oh, that could never happen here, but then again it might
'Cos if stars are only painted on the ceiling above
Then who can you turn to and who do you love
I want to get out while I still can
I want to be like Harry Houdini
Now I'm the invisible man
And you won't see me
Mouth Almighty
This town belongs to you and your tricks of confidence
All the pavements for miles around are littered with your footprints
Now every girl I get close to seems to be wearing your perfume
And the clock strikes the letters of your name
Both midnight and noon
But I used to shoot my mouth off
Till you'd had enough of me
Once or twice nightly
I know I've got my faults
And among them I can't control my tongue
But if you didn't believe me
Why did you have to leave me
With my mouth almighty
Mouth almighty, that's what I've got
Mouth almighty, telling you what's what
Mouth almighty
I wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
So I threw away the rose and held on to the thorn
Crawling round with my crooner cufflinks and my calling card cologne
But the realization of being replaced starts to tell tales across my face
Without a soul to talk to or a hair out of place
But I used to shoot my mouth off
Till you'd had enough of me
Once or twice nightly
I know I've got my faults
And among them I can't control my tongue
But if you didn't believe me
Why did you have to leave me
With my mouth almighty
Mouth almighty, that's what I've got
Mouth almighty, telling you what's what
Mouth almighty
I wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
Wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
King Of Thieves
I had forgotten all about 'The Case Of The Three Pins'
They said I must be cracked
Until the brown paper parcel landed on my welcome mat
Even the pretty secretaries who wouldn't even let me hang my hat
All recognize my handwriting
And return to sender as a matter of fact
If I were you I'd change my name again
They don't care what they do to you, believe me
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
His occupation is the King of Thieves
He can steal more than you can save
You can take him on, but you're not that brave
I'll tell your fortune in a minute or two
I might even tell you what comes next
The moguls want a human sacrifice
And look at that girl - young, hungry and perplexed
They took away the best years of her life
Ah, but it's all in good fun
And if you kept your nose clean
You can laugh now at the caring things they've done
If I were you I'd change my name again
They don't care what they do to you, believe me
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
His occupation is the King of Thieves
He can steal more than you can save
You can take him on, but you're not that brave
I'll write this story down, but you'll never guess the final twist
Blow the whistle on the whole design
As they find my name on that fatal mailing list
I hear the clatter of a typewriter
Another rookie eating up the reams
I think it's time to put my feet under the desk
And place my mark on another man's dreams
If I were you I'd change my name again
They don't care what they do to you, believe me
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
His occupation is the King of Thieves
He can steal more than you can save
You can take him on, but you're not that brave
This is the coronation of the King of Thieves
And look at that girl, look at that girl
Look at that girl, look at that girl
Look at that girl
Pills And Soap
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
But you can't put them back together
You can't put them back together
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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 luck
And all we get is pictures of Lord and Lady Muck
They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
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Give me the needle
Give me the rope
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
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Give me the needle, give me the rope
We're going to melt them down for pills and soap
The World And His Wife
The family circle gathers 'round from very far and near
To pass around the same remarks they passed away last year
The little girl you dangled on your knee without mishap
Stirs something in your memory and something in your lap
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But it's a living
This is the life
For the world and his wife
The world and his wife
The kissing cousins slip outside to cuddle and confess
She says sweet nothing at all, it's much more of a mess
The conversation melts like chocolate down their open jaws
As the juniper berry slips down just like last night's drawers
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To tell the truth our Mum ran off with someone else's father
Went for two weeks' holiday in Taramasalata
Daddy went out with the rubbish and he kept on walking
Between Mum and the walls
God only knows who does the talking
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But later on in the evening through the tears and fol-de-rol
Come the sentimental feelings for the lure of vitriol
Longing thoughts go hankering for the old home overseas
With a blindfold and a national anthem sung in different keys
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