Spike de Elvis Costello

Listado de Canciones

1. ...This Town...4:31
2. Let Him Dangle4:45

   Letra

   Bentley said to Craig "Let him have it Chris" They still don't know today just what he meant by this Craig fired the pistol, but was too young to swing So the police took Bentley and the very next thing Let him dangle Let him dangle Bentley had surrendered, he was under arrest, when he gave Chris Craig that fatal request Craig shot Sidney Miles, he took Bentley's word The prosecution claimed as they charged them with murder Let him dangle Let him dangle They say Derek Bentley was easily led Well what's that to the woman that Sidney Miles wed Though guilty was the verdict, and Craig had shot him dead The gallows were for Bentley and still she never said Let him dangle Let him dangle Well it's hard to imagine it's the times that have changed When there's a murder in the kitchen that is brutal and strange If killing anybody is a terrible crime Why does this bloodthirsty Chorus come round from time to time Let him dangle Not many people thought that Bentley would hang But the word never came, the phone never rang Outside Wandsworth Prison there was horror and hate As the hangman shook Bentley's hand to calculate his weight Let him dangle From a welfare state to society murder Bring "back the noose" is always heard Whenever those swine are under attack But it won't make you even It won't bring him back Let him dangle Let him dangle (String him up)
3. Deep Dark Truthful Mirror4:06

   Letra

   One day you're going to have to face A deep dark truthful mirror And it's going to tell you things that I still love you too much to say The sky was just a purple bruise, the ground was iron And you fell all around the town until you looked the same Refrão: The same eyes, the same lips, the same lie from your tongue trips Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts ring to the boots of roustabouts But you're never in any doubt, there's something happening somewhere You chase down the road 'til your fingers bleed On a fiberglass tumbleweed You can blow around the town, but it all shuts down the same Refrão So you bay for the boy in the tiger-skin trunks They set him up, set him up on the stool He falls down, falls down like a drunk And you drink 'til you drool And it's his story you'll flatter You'll stretch him out like a saint But the canvas that he splattered will be the picture that you never paint Refrão A stripping puppet on a liquid stick gets into it pretty thick A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears, but how do you know he really needs it? 'Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand, Jesus wept he felt abandoned You're spellbound baby there's no doubting that Did you ever see a stare like a Persian cat? Refrão
4. Veronica3:09

   Letra

   Is it all in that pretty little head of yours? What goes on in that place in the dark? Well I used to know a girl And I could have sworn that Her name was Veronica Well she used to have A carefree mind of her own and A delicate look in her eye These days I'm afraid She's not even sure If her name is Veronica Do you suppose That waiting hands on eyes Veronica has gone to hide? And all the time she laughs At those who shout Her name and steal her clothes Veronica Veronica Did the days drag by? Did the favours wane? Did he roam down the town All the time? Will you wake from your dream With a wolf at the door Reaching out for Veronica Well it was all of sixty-five years ago When the world was the street Where she lived And a young man sailed on A ship in the sea With a picture of Veronica On the "Empress of India" And as she closed her eyes Upon the world and Picked upon the bones Of last week's news She spoke his name out loud again Do you suppose That waiting hands on eyes Veronica has gone to hide? And all the time she laughs At those who shout Her name and steal her clothes Veronica Veronica Veronica sits in her favourite chair and She sits very quiet and still And they call her a name That they never get right and If they don't then nobody else will But she used to have A carefree mind of her own With devilish look in her eye Saying: You can call me Anything you like But my name is Veronica Do you suppose That waiting hands on eyes Veronica has gone to hide? And all the time she laughs At those who shout Her name and steal her clothes Veronica Veronica
5. God's Comic5:31
6. Chewing Gum3:46

   Letra

   With their cardboard hands by their sides, Here's a naked man and lady And they're yours to cut out and keep So you can dress them up maybe They don't know just who they are, or who they're supposed to be You can make them happy or sad Or assume their identity So here they are in the departure lounge It's the "gateway to the east" She is just another mail-order bride She doesn't know he's a kinky beast So he gives her a picture of maradona and child She wants to "roll and rock" As he spills his beer over her, bumps and he Grinds, as he repeats "bang-cock" Chorus: There must be something that is better than this It starts with a slap and ends up with a kiss Begins with you bawling and it ends up in tears Oh my little one, take that chewing gum out of your ears She might as well be in the jungle She might as well be on the moon He's away on a business trip, in dusseldorf, but she's becoming immune To the lack of glamour and danger in a west-german city today The nearest she comes to the "dynasty" he promised her Is a chinese takeaway Chorus Though he only taught her three little words, it Doesn't matter if they're dirty or clean He can only control what they look like He can never possess what they mean Now he wants to whisper in her ear All the shrinking nothingness But something always comes between them, I wonder if you can guess Chorus
7. Tramp The Dirt Down5:41

   Letra

   I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain She spills with compassion, as that young child's face in her hands she grips Can you imagine all that greed and avarice coming down on that child's lips Well I hope I don't die too soon I pray the Lord my soul to save Oh I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to behave Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live long enough to savour That's when they finally put you in the ground I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down When England was the whore of the world Margeret was her madam And the future looked as bright and as clear as the black tarmacadam Well I hope that she sleeps well at night, isn't haunted by every tiny detail 'Cos when she held that lovely face in her hands all she thought of was betrayal And now the cynical ones say that it all ends the same in the long run Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son And how it's only voices in your head and dreams you never dreamt Try telling him the subtle difference between justice and contempt Try telling me she isn't angry with this pitiful discontent When they flaunt it in your face as you line up for punishment And then expect you to say "Thank you" straighten up, look proud and pleased Because you've only got the symptoms, you haven't got the whole disease Just like a schoolboy, whose head's like a tin-can filled up with dreams then poured down the drain Try telling that to the boys on both sides, being blown to bits or beaten and maimed Who takes all the glory and none of the shame Well I hope you live long now, I pray the Lord your soul to keep I think I'll be going before we fold our arms and start to weep I never thought for a moment that human life could be so cheap 'Cos when they finally put you in the ground They'll stand there laughing and tramp the dirt down
8. Stalin Malone4:08
9. Satellite5:44

   Letra

   She looked like she learned to dance from a series of still pictures She's madly excited now, she throws her hands up like a tulip She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air, champagne rolls off her tongue Like a second language And it should have been her biggest night The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry All over the world at the very same time people sharing the same sorrow As the satellite looks down her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow He pulled on a cigarette, in the crook of his first finger Felt the static electric charge of her perfect hour-glass figure As he undressed her with his eyes her weakness was his talent How could she know as she stepped through the lights, that her dress would become transparent And with his face pressed to the screen, he muttered words he'd never dare to say if she could see him All over the world at the very same time People sharing the same cheap sensation the thrill of watching somebody watching those forbidden things we never mention Chorus: The satellite looks down right now and forever What it has pulled apart let no man tether his own body to his dream, His dream to someone else Oh no, oh no. She went back to a pitiful compromise, He'd go back to his family But for the matter of a thousand miles that separated them entirely In the hot unloving spotlight, with secrets it arouses Now they both know what it's like inside a pornographer's trousers And in a funny way it's anonymous, the satellite it blesses us and makes these dreams come true... All over the world Chorus
10. Pads, Paws And Claws2:56
11. Baby Plays Around2:46

    Letra

    It's not open to discussion anymore She's out again tonight and I'm alone once more She's all I have worth waiting for But baby plays around And so it seems I've always been the last to know To hold on to that girl, I had to let her go I wish to God I didn't love her so 'Cos baby plays around I try to be strong hold on to my pride She doesn't even know it's wrong, how much I hurt Inside And heaven knows I've tried But baby plays around. just a plaything It's hard to reconcile the facts I'm facing It's not open to discussion anymore She walks those shiny streets I walk the worn out floor She's all I have worth living for Baby plays, baby plays around
12. Miss Macbeth4:23

    Letra

    All the children testified that Miss Macbeth Wore a fishbone slide in her cobweb tresses Her eyes were black like first foot coal, clutched as white as chalk-dust Her fingers sweated india-ink and poison-pen letters There is a hungry hanging tree, just below your bedroom window You can hear her take a broom to beat out a tattoo on the ceiling Her bloodless face ran red inside but was she really evil, was she only pantomime Now the chalk on the wall says that somebody saves, that somebody's face has just been washed off the pavement Into a puzzle where petrol will be poisoned by rain Miss Macbeth saw her reflection As confetti bled it's colours down the drain Chorus: And everyday she lives out another love song It's a tearful lament of somebody done wrong Well how can you miss what you've never possessed? Miss Macbeth Well we all should have known when the children paraded They portrayed her in their fairytales, sprinkling Deadly Nightshade And as they tormented her she rose to the bait Even a scapegoat must have someone to hate And everyday she lives out another love song "You're up there enjoying yourself, and I know it's wrong" Well how can you miss what you've never possessed Miss Macbeth Sometimes people are just what they appear to be With no redemption at all We try to walk upright when we can't even crawl Miss Macbeth has a gollywog she chucks under the chin and she whispers to it tenderly Then sticks it on a pin And It might be coincidence, but a boy down the lane, that she said "went white as he could do," then doubled over in pain Chorus
13. Any King's Shilling6:06
14. Coal-Train Robberies3:17
15. Last Boat Leaving3:31

    Letra

    Hush my little one don't cry so You know your Daddy's bound to go They took his pride They took his voice Don't upset him now, don't make a noise They said "You're lucky son you've still got a choice" Last boat leaving Don't waste your tears It's not as if I'm in chains I don't want to go now, it would be better for you, too, if I don't look back when we sail Hush my dear, while I whisper it in your ear We're not going to sail tonight We're going to disappear And it feels like a punishment, but I don't know what for Take care of your mother, son, it's you that she adores 'Cos no matter how long we sail we'll never reach the shore Last boat leaving So dry your tears It's not as if I'm in chains When you go to school, son, you'll read my story in history books Only they won't mention my name So hush now, my darling, my sweet little one I hope that you never have to do what I've done Do you know what I've done? Why I'm going away? On the last boat leaving this stinking town It's the last boat leaving, it's the last boat leaving You've had my innocence, you've had my heartbreak You've taken the place where I once belonged Now what more can you take?