โหลดเพลง mp3 Man Out Of Time (Album Version) - Elvis Costello

Man Out Of Time (Album Version) - Elvis Costello

So, this is where he came to hide

When he ran from you?

In a private detective's overcoat

And dirty dead man's shoes

The pretty things of Knightsbridge

For a minister of state

Is a far cry from the nod and wink

Here at traitor's gate

'Cause the high heel he used to be
Has been ground down

And he listens for the footsteps

That would follow him around

To murder my love is a crime

But will you still love

A man out of time?

There's a tuppeny, hapenny millionaire

Looking for a fourpenny one

With a tight grip on the short hairs

Of the public imagination

But for his private wife and kids somehow

Real life becomes a rumor

Written in a French letters with some dutch courage

And a German sense of humor

He's got a mind like a sewer
And a heart like a fridge
He stands to be insulted

And he pays for the privilege

To murder my love is a crime

But will you still love

A man out of time?

The biggest wheels of industry

Retire sharp and short

And the after dinner overtures

Are nothing but an after thought

Somebody's creeping in the kitchen

There's a reputation to be made

Whose nerves are always on a knife's edge

Who's up late polishing the blade

Love is always scampering

In a cowering or a fawning

You drink yourself insensitive

And hate yourself in the morning

To murder my love is a crime

But will you still love
A man out of time?

But will you still love

A man out of time?

But will you still love

A man out of time?