Elvis Costello - A Slow Drag With Josephine

A Slow Drag With Josephine lyrics

Elvis Costello

The snitch, the snoop, the tattletale lead a threadbare up the stairs
Adieu, my little ballyhoo, you broke my heart in two
And now I haunt the bars and scent those trite affairs
She went home to gather her comb and caught him unawares

And there was her man enjoying the lay of the land
He took a walk in the dark with a dish from the stand
Girls and their creations, tight in the brightest grenadine
But I'd take all that I've seen for a slow drag with Josephine

Josephine, Josephine
But I'd trade all that I've seen for
A slow drag with Josephine

Gavotte, garrotes, Cotillions and slow Arabesques
Drum rolls and Farandoles were all made in jest
But when you make that move, I can't resist
When will you declare your armistice?

Josephine, Josephine
But I'd trade all that I've seen for
A slow drag with Josephine

In another time and place, a different fate was cast
He tried to skeddle-daddle-do, she might have slapped him
Just for saying, "Grant one more chance before you pass
Then curse the nurse that named me the first or bury me at last"

And in three-quarter time, the true and the false
Dancing the 'Hesitation Waltz'
Then comes the flirtation and temptation
Hip, hip, hooray, listen to what I say
Then you can take it away

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Elvis Costello - Lucky Dog

Keep a close eye on ANYONE fomenting war right now.

Lucky Dog

I sucked in my final breath
Stared into the eyes of death
Laughed right in the face of chance
And said hey son do you want to dance

But I was trembling deep inside
My faithful friend right at my side
As that firefight began
He had the courage of twenty men

The days are never really done
The war's not over until it's won
If you want to count on anyone
Then thank the Lord you're free

Who was that lucky dog
Was it him or me
Who was that lucky dog
Was it him or me

When the enemy is closing in
And you've either got to run or win
You think that this might be the end
You're really going to need a friend

But I don't care for fancy words
Ignoble speeches that I have heard
Or the lies and tricks that they employ
What was that you were saying boy

The days are never really done
The war's not over until it's won
If you need to count on anyone
Then thank the Lord you're free

Who was that lucky dog
Was it him or me
Who was that lucky dog
Was it him or me

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Elvis Costello - Motel Matches

And you know what I'll do
When the light outside changes from red to blue

"Motel Matches" Lyrics

Somewhere in the distance I can hear "Who Shot Sam?"
This is my conviction, that I am an innocent man
Though you say I'm unkind
I'm being as nice as I can

[Chorus:]
Boys everywhere, fumbling with the catches
I struck lucky with motel matches
Falling for you without a second look
Falling out of your open pocketbook
Giving you away like motel matches

I wake with the siren in an emergency
Though your mind is full of love
In your eyes there is a vacancy
And you know what I'll do
When the light outside changes from red to blue

[Chorus]

Elvis Costello - Photographs Can Lie

"Photographs Can Lie" Lyrics

He was wired, dynamite
And she was rare as treasure
That's not the kind of story
You deny
In a frame, under glass
They'll always be together
And so in love, but photographs
Can lie

Now they say I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Saying, "He's my knight,
My bright morning sun"
Now I am mourning everyone

See him now, know he cheats
Why can't she see through him?
He used to be more valiant
Than vain
Put him on a pedestal
And it's a long way down there
I'll never be his little girl
Again

Now they say I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Saying, "He's my knight,
My bright morning sun"
Now I am mourning everyone

Someone else will look at me
And think he is my lover
Developing the image
In his eye
In a frame, under glass
We'll always be together
And so in love, but photographs
Can lie

Elvis Costello - Blood & Hot Sauce

There's gonna be a big encounter.
We're gonna take this to the mountain

Blood and Hot Sauce lyrics

Well I'm gonna make my way
On the first unclouded day
Hooray! for blood and hot sauce.

If you feel the urge to shout,
And you have to let it out
Don't blaspheme. Just say, "Blood and hot sauce."

If you want something that's nice
With your pancakes and your eggs
You're prepared to sacrifice
And you're down to the dregs

When your temper starts to boil
There's a martyr in your cereal bowl.
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

I was climbing up the ratings
Cause they said I was a Satan
But the ladies treat me kindly
Cause they know what's on my mind

So I gave into temptation
And I'm lousy with penetration.
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
Hip hip hooray for blood and hot sauce.
There's gonna be a big encounter.
We're gonna take this to the mountain
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

When you feel like someone called
And they'd like to kick around
Stand your ground, stand your ground

If your spirit starts to sag
And you feel like someone's gone
That you'd like to kick around
Stand your ground, stand your ground.

When the peaches all turn ripe
I'll sell the stars but I'll keep the stripes
I'll change the color of them too.
I'll paint some red; I'll turn some blue.

And by the lord, I'll make a curse
Though I mean just the reverse
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

When you're tired of the lies
Of politicians and of preachers
You put your trust in me.
Help me be your brother's keeper.

If you pay too many taxes,
think salvation should be cheaper
Say hooray for blood and hot sauce.

There's a widow in Meridian,
a child in Oklahoma,
whose faith you should consider
As if it were your own

There's a metal that we struck
There's a ticker-tape parade
Someone figures there's a swindle
Or a deal to be made

Put your hand on the bible.
Keep your finger on the trigger.
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

When the bailiffs are at the door
And you want to vent your spleen
Vaseline, a pompadour,
I'm twice the man you should have been.

Hand round the ammunition and the gasoline
Hip hip hooray for blood and hot sauce.

Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
Hip hip hooray for blood and hot sauce.
There's gonna be a big encounter,
You're gonna take this to the mountain.
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

And the people will not judge me
'Cause there's only one goddamn
And you know how much they love me
Because I'm one of them

I was climbing up the ratings
And they said I was a satan
Still the ladies treat me kindly
'Cause they know what's on my mind

So I gave in to temptation
And I'm lousy with penetration.
Hooray for blood and hot sauce.

Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!

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