My Dark Life Elvis Costello (Ft. Brian Eno)
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[Verse 1]
She says nobody wants to believe
You're the same as everyone
What makes me unique?
My Dark Life
There was a kink in the world
Sent that statue tumbling
An invitation east
So we could watch it all crumbling
She came on like a light
And so softly she spoke
"You don't know, you don't know about my dark life"
And you think you're a guest, you're a tourist at best
Peering into the corners of my dark life
Now that you tear your dreams from consumptive ballerinas
She'll stand on tiptoe for you in a grey and tattered tutu
She stays where she is because of voyeurs like these
With an accusative look that says, "My Dark Life"
Robber men await you then in each beguiling alley
To shake you and to pierce you and remind you of
My dark life
Enter the pious elite in their preening finery
And bang the tambourine
They're dining on rice paper scenery
See how the villain attracts envious glances from everyone
She's waitressing by day
It doesn't bring in much money now
And his strong concealed arms set off bells and alarms
In the strangest locations of My Dark Life
But the fantasy slipped as he tipped her in cigarettes
She tries to smile very graciously when she wants to kill him
Now the victory is sweet, you'll get down on your knees
It's the perfect position for kissing western leather
She says nobody wants to believe
You're the same as everyone
What makes me unique?
My Dark Life
There was a kink in the world
Sent that statue tumbling
An invitation east
So we could watch it all crumbling
She came on like a light
And so softly she spoke
"You don't know, you don't know about my dark life"
And you think you're a guest, you're a tourist at best
Peering into the corners of my dark life
Now that you tear your dreams from consumptive ballerinas
She'll stand on tiptoe for you in a grey and tattered tutu
She stays where she is because of voyeurs like these
With an accusative look that says, "My Dark Life"
Robber men await you then in each beguiling alley
To shake you and to pierce you and remind you of
My dark life
Enter the pious elite in their preening finery
And bang the tambourine
They're dining on rice paper scenery
See how the villain attracts envious glances from everyone
She's waitressing by day
It doesn't bring in much money now
And his strong concealed arms set off bells and alarms
In the strangest locations of My Dark Life
But the fantasy slipped as he tipped her in cigarettes
She tries to smile very graciously when she wants to kill him
Now the victory is sweet, you'll get down on your knees
It's the perfect position for kissing western leather
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