โหลดเพลง mp3 Who Do You Think You Are? - Elvis Costello

Who Do You Think You Are? - Elvis Costello (埃尔维斯 科斯特洛)/Brodsky Quartet
The hunted look the haunted grace
The empty laugh that you cultivate

You fall into that false embrace
And kiss the air about her face
Who do you think you are

The tres bon mots you
Almost quote from your
Quiver of literary darts

A thousand or so tuneless
Violins thrilling your cheap
Little heart

Who do you think you are

My cigarette burns right
Down to the ash my coffee
Cup is unstained

The waiter hovers close at hand
His courtesy strained

Who do you think you are
I close with my regards

Well I'm the red face gentleman
Caught in this picture postcard
Who do you think you are

Trying my best to make
The best of your absence
Though the joke gets tired and sordid
Sea shell hearts get trampled under foot

Punchlines unrewarded

But even at this distance

It's not easy to accept

The vision that I chase returns
When I least expect it

I've fallen from your tired embrace

I kiss the air around the place
That should be your face