Viceroy's Row-Elvis Costello/The Roots

歌手 : Elvis Costello / The Roots

专辑 : Wise Up Ghost (Deluxe) [feat. The Roots]

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:01

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TXT Viceroy's Row-Elvis Costello/The Roots 文本歌词

Viceroy's Row - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯科斯特洛)/The Roots

Now there's a crank in every crowd

Sprinkling gunpowder

Seems that everything is about to blow

They lit the burning paper

With a waxen taper

Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row

And they're gathering flowers

In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go

Watching the pipeline as it overflowed

Sitting pretty here on Viceroy's Row

He made a fortune out of barbed wire

In the last days of the Empire

Built a cast-iron curtain

Just to keep control

He was a tycoon then a cheapskate

Went out looking for a keepsake

To tuck into his suitcase on Viceroy's Row

And they're gathering flowers

In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go

Watching the pipeline as it overflowed

Sitting pretty here on Viceroy's Row

He had a satchel full of cash

And dishes full of ashes

He went from boom to bust

In the blinking of a lash

Heard the rat-a-tat of the late patrol

Shooting out the lights up on Viceroy's Row

And they're gathering flowers

In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go

They're coming for him slowly

Now the war is over

Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row

The woman in a blindfold

She doesn't want her hand held

Walking through a minefield

Saying "How does this feel"

Stepping on the quicksand

Going down slow

Hiding up here on Viceroy's Row

Nothing satisfies

The ruins of his blue eyes

Like blood stains on a diamond mine

And deep within you felt

Not one measure of his guilt

Staring in the dark up on Viceroy's Row

Yet her penitent lover

Took a ribbon of rubber

Tied her to the bed made of silken thread

But without an ounce of mercy

They denounced him with a curse

Hammering on the door upon Viceroy's Row

Now his little concubine in her cemetery drag

Her face all smeared with charcoal

Is leaving all her cares so

Take 500 acres and see what you can sow

We came to overthrow those on Viceroy's Row

They're gathering flowers

In the crack of hours where all of the nightmares go

Watching the pipeline as it overflowed

Sitting up here on Viceroy's Row