Oh I used to be disgusted

[mac56]

And now I try to be amused
But since their wings have got rusted
You know the angels wanna wear my red shoes
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain
That's when I knew that I could not refuse
And I won't get any older
Now the angels wanna wear my red shoes

I was watching while you're dancing away
Our love got fractured in the echo and sway
How come everybody wants to be your friend?
You know that it still hurts me just to say it

Oh, I know that she's disgusted
'Cause she's feeling so abused
She gets tired of the lust
But it's so hard to refuse
Can you say that I'm too old
When the angels have stolen my red shoes?

Oh, I said I'm so happy, I could die
She said drop dead, then left with another guy
That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance
Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence

Oh I used to be disgusted
And now I try to be amused
But since their wings have got rusted
You know the angels wanna wear my red shoes
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain
That's when I knew that I could not refuse
And I won't get any older
Now the angels wanna wear my red shoes

[flakey_foont]

1. Elvis C

great album!

[New Earth]

2. don't let RC see this

:spank:

[salin]

3. I'm not Angry.... anymore

(though my words and tone sorta belie the point)

I Love Elvis Costello!

[tigereye]

4. ah thanks for the Elvis

my husband has been playing him non-stop since we saw him about a month ago.

Here's a little Pump It Up for ya ( still one of my faves after all these years) It was exciting to hear it done live, along with songs from all his other phases.

I've been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks,
list'ning to the Muzak,
thinking 'bout this 'n' that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.

Down in the pleasure centre,
hell bent or heaven sent,
listen to the propaganda,
listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
that she wouldn't understand.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.

She's been a bad girl.
She's like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
she's like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
putting up your temp'rature.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.

Out in the fashion show,
down in the bargain bin,
you put your passion out
under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.