Elvis Costello & The Attractions – All This Useless Beauty (Ukulele)

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It's at times such as this she'd be tempted to spit

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If she wasn't so ladylike

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She imagines how she might have lived

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back when legends and history collide

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So she looks to her prince finding since he's so charmingly

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slumped at her side

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Those days are recalled on the gallery wall

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And she's waiting for passion or humor to strike

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What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty?

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All this useless beauty

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Good Friday arrived, the sky darkened on time

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'Til he almost began to negotiate

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She held his head like a baby and said "It's okay  if     you cry"

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Now he wants her to dress as if you couldn't guess

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He desires to impress his associates

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But he's part ugly beast and Hellenic deceased

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So she finds that the mixture is hard to deny

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She won't practice the looks from the great tragic books

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That were later disgraced to face celluloid

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It won't even make sense but you can bet

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If she isn't a sweetheart or plaything or pet

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The film turns her into an unveiled threat

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Nonsense prevails, modesty fails

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Grace and virtue turn into stupidity

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While the calendar fades almost all barricades to a pale compromise

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And our leaders have feasts on the backsides of beasts

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They still think they're the gods of antiquity

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If something you missed didn't even exist

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It was just an ideal -- is it such a surprise?