Elvis Costello & The Attractions – Suit Of Lights (Guitar)

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While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"

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You request some song you hate you sentimental fool

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And it's the force of habit

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If it moves then you fuck it

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If it doesn't move you stab it

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And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"

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He went out to work that night and wasted his breath

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Outside there was a public execution

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Inside he died a thousand deaths

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they put him in a suit of lights

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In the perforated first editions

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Where they advocate the hangman's noose

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Then tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess

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Her uncouth escort looking down her dress

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Anyway they say that she wears the trousers

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And learnt everything that she does

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And doesn't know if she should tell him yes

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Or let him go

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they put him in a suit of lights

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Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar

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It's enough to make you think right now

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But you don't bother

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For goodness sake as you cry and shake

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Let's keep you face down in the dirt where you belong

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And think of all the pleasure that it brings

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Though you know that it's wrong

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And there's still life in your body

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But most of it's leaving

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Can't you give us all a break

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Can't you stop breathing

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And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"

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I went to work last night and wasted my breath

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Outside they're painting tar on somebody

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It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground

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And they put him in a suit of lights

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And they put him in a suit of lights