โหลดเพลง mp3 Miss Macbeth - Elvis Costello

Miss Macbeth - Elvis Costello
All the children testified
That miss Macbeth
Wore a fishbone slide
In her cobweb tresses
Her eyes were black like first foot coal
Clutched as
Chalk dust
Her fingers sweated India ink
And poison pen letters
There is a hungry hanging tree

Just below your bedroom
Window

You can hear take a broom
To beat out
A tattoo on the ceiling

Her bloodless face ran red inside
But was she
Really evil was she only pantomime

Now the chalk on the wall
Says that somebody
Saves
That somebody`s face has
Just been washed off the
Pavement
Into a puzzle where petrol will be poisoned by rain
Miss Macbeth saw her reflection
As confetti bled it`s colors down the drain

And everyday
She lives out another love song
It`s a tearful lament of somebody done wrong

Well can you miss
What you`ve never possessed
Miss Macbeth

Well we all should have known
When the children paraded
They portrayed her in their fairy tales
Sprinkling deadly nightshade
And as they tormented her
She rose to the bait

Even a scapegoat
Must have someone to hate

And everyday
She lives out another love song

You`re up there enjoying yourself
And I know it`s wrong
Well how can you miss
What you've never possessed
Miss Macbeth

Miss Macbeth

Sometimes people are just
What they appear to be
With no redemption at all

We try to walk upright

When we can`t even crawl

Miss Macbeth
Has a gollywog
She chucks under
The chin
And she whispers to it tenderly
Then sticks
It on a pin
And it might
Be coincidence but a boy
Down
The lane

That she said went white as he could
Do

Then doubled over in pain

And everyday
She lives out
Another love song
It`s a tearful lament of somebody done wrong
Well how can you miss
What you`ve never possessed
Miss Macbeth

Miss Macbeth

Miss Macbeth

Miss Macbeth