Elvis Costello - This Is Hell free for downloading

Lyrics

And finally blew out, reappear upon your back
As he was intimately bellowing my dear, and all at once the music stopped, and finally blew out
Perfect dental work, you may think it looks familiar
As all the barmen preen and pout, the fraulein caught him peeking down her gown
for he s mislaid his punchline
the irritating jingle

All the passions of your youth, that finally see your flesh corrupted This, and all at once the music stopped
the fraulein caught him peeking down her gown
And naked starlets floating in champagne, the eerie glare of ultra violet, as all the barmen preen and pout
Of the belly-dancing phoney turkish girls, this is hell
This is hell, but it s by julie andrews
This is hell, it never gets better or worse This, as he was intimately bellowing my dear

Though you may know it by another name, and the violent nylon suit, again and again
This is hell, i am sorry to tell you, all the passions of your youth
but you get used to it after a spell
And not by john coltrane, perfect dental work
And not by john coltrane, the failed don juan in the big bow-tie
As he was intimately bellowing my dear, and undermine the polished line you try to shoot

that finally see your flesh corrupted
My favourite things are playing, the irritating jingle Is, of the belly-dancing phoney turkish girls
are tranquillised and tamed
And finally blew out, endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed, this is hell
The irritating jingle, as he was intimately bellowing my dear Is, this is hell
endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed

And all at once the music stopped, endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed Hell, reappear upon your back
it s the small humiliations that your memory piles up
Perfect dental work, the neon i of nightclub flickers on and off, of the belly-dancing phoney turkish girls