Great rhymes from Elvis Costello.

Can you please make a sentence from these two words, old has-been.

We could be in Palestine
Overrun by the Chinese lion,
With the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne.

i'm a secret lemonade drinker.....R Whites....R Whites.

Well Elvis's Dad.

but there's no danger
it's a professional career

I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I want to make them wish they'd never seen me

She can't even speak to him.
He can't face her now.
He says "Even though I wanna shake your hand,
all I ever do is bow.
so know you see
how can it be?
Why can't you give me anythin' but sympathy?"
There's gonna be no dancing on my own.

Great thread!

As I stepped out upon the landing, my heart was already down the stairs.
She's in the bedroom with that boy of hers.
Though her face is creased and her eyes seem strange.

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Could do better.

When England was the ** of the world, Margaret was her madam.

When England was the w (hore) of the world, Margaret was her madam.

...and the future looked as bright and as clear as black tarmacadam.

i want you....
did you mean to tell me but seemed to forget
since when were you so generous and inarticulate

i want you.....
it's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for
it's the way your shoulders shake and who they are shaking for

i want you....
did you call his name out as he held you down
oh no my darling...not with that clown

Went to see Elvis Costello with my g/f in a pub / club in Fishguard in S Wales circa 1979/80...we both fell asleep.

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lyin cold the way you left em, but at least your lips caressed them while
You packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didnt drink
But at least you thought you wanted it, thats so much more than I can say
For me.

I don't know how much more of this I can take
She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake

Bet me to it Froggit, dem' unforgettable lyrics and the music for that one is as good as the lyrics.

He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge
He stands to be insulted and he pays for the privilege

They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy

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.

And with the way you look I understand
that you were not impressed.
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
take off your party dress

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

A head full of brand new words and a mouth full of shocks
You're a big boy now, with a face to stop clocks.

Photographs of fancy tricks
To get your kicks at sixty-six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks
And all the girls that he's going to**

It's only inches on the reel-to-reel.
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel

Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning
You drink yourself insensitive and hate yourself in the morning

while you lie in the dark afraid to breathe and
you beg and you promise and you bargain and you plead
sometimes you confuse me with santa claus
its the big white beard I suppose

"Great rhymes from Elvis Costello."

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