Koand - Jimmie Standing In The Rain

Here is the second song referencing Josephine that appeared on Koand’s 21st century playlist yesterday. My whole stream is basically about showing that Koand and Napoleon share highly idiosyncratic personalities and tendencies that reveal very obviously, to me at least, that they are of the same spiritual make.

Jimmie Standing In The Rain Lyrics

Elvis Costello

Third-Class ticket in his pocket 
Punching out the shadows underneath the sockets 
Tweed coat turned up against the fog

Slow coaches rolling o'er the moor 
Between the very memory 
And approaches of war

Stale bread curling on a luncheon counter 
Loose change lonely, not the right amount

Forgotten Man of an indifferent nation 
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station 
Somebody's calling you again 
The sky is falling 
Jimmie's standing in the rain

Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie lullaby in a colliery town 
A hip flask and fumbled skein with some stagedoor Josephine is all he'll get now 
Eyes going in and out of focus 
Mild and bitter from tuberculosis

Forgotten Man 
Indifferent nation 
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station 
Somebody's calling you again 
The sky is falling 
Jimmie's standing in the rain

Her soft breath was gentle on his neck 
If he could choose the time to die

Then he would come and go like this 
Underneath a painted sky

She woke up and called him "Charlie" by mistake 
And then in shame began to cry 
Tarnished silver band peals off a phrase 
And then warms their hands around the brazier

Forgotten Man 
Indifferent nation 
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station 
Somebody's calling you again 
It's finally dawning 
Jimmie's standing in the rain

Brilliantine glistening 
Your soft plaintive whistling 
And your wan wandering smile

Died down at The Hippodrome 
Now you're walking off to jeers, the lonely sound of jingling spurs, the "toodle-oos" and "Oh, my dears" down at "The Argyle"

Vile vaudevillians applaud sobriety 
There's no place for a half-cut cowboy in polite society

Forgotten Man 
Indifferent nation 
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire station 
Somebody's calling you again 
It's finally dawning 
Jimmie's standing in the rain