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Lyrics for Tramp The Dirt Down by Elvis Costello:
| | | Artist: | Elvis Costello |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Tramp The Dirt Down | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 68 | | | | Lyrics: | I saw a newspaper picture from the political
campaign
A woman was kissing a child, who was
obviously
in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young child's
face in her hands
she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice
coming down on that child's lips
Well I hope I don't die too soon
I pray the Lord my soul to save
Oh I'll be a good
boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live
long
enough to savour
That's when they finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on your grave
and tramp the dirt down
When England was the whore of the world
Margeret [sic] was
her madam
And the future looked as bright and as clear as
the black tarmacadam
Well I
hope that she sleeps well at night, isn't
haunted by every tiny detail
'Cos when she held
that lovely face in her hands
all she thought of was betrayal
And now the cynical
ones say that it all ends
the same in the long run
Try telling that to the desperate
father who just
squeezed the life from his only son
And how it's only voices in your head
and
dreams you never dreamt
Try telling him the subtle difference between
justice and
contempt
Try telling me she isn't angry with this pitiful
discontent
When they flaunt
it in your face as you line up
for punishment
And then expect you to say "Thank you"
straighten up, look proud and pleased
Because you've only got the symptoms, you
haven't got the whole disease
Just like a schoolboy, whose head's like a tin-can
filled up with dreams then poured down
the drain
Try telling that to the boys on both
sides, being
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