... This Town ... Elvis Costello

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[Verse 1]
That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano
Like he was pawing a dirty book
He bit a hole in his big bottom lip
And gave his very best little boy look
It was a song with a topical verse
Which I'm afraid he then proceeded to sing
Something about the moody doomed love
Of the Fish-Finger King

[Chorus]
You're nobody in this town
You're nobody in this crowd
You're nobody till everybody in this town
Thinks you're poison
Got your number, knows it must be avoided
You're nobody till everybody in this town
Thinks you're a bastard

[Verse 2]
Well Mr. Getgood moved up to Self-Made Man Row
Although he swears that he's the salt of the earth
He's so proud of the "kick-me-hard" sign
That they hung on his back at birth
He says "I appreciate beauty
If I have one, then it's my fault
Beauty is on my pillow, beauty is there in my vault"

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