Elvis Costello – On ‘Watching the Detective’ scritto da admin 18 Gennaio 2016 nice girls, not one with a defect cellophane shrink-wrapped so correct red dogs under illegal legs she looks so good that he gets down and begs she is watching the detectives “oooh it’s so cute!” she is watching the detectvies when they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot they beat him up until the teardrops start but he can’t be wounded ‘cos he’s got no heart long shot of that jumping sign invisible shivers running down my spine cut to baby taking off her clothes close up of the sign that says ‘we never close’ you snatch a chill, you match a cigarette she pulls your eyes out with a face like a magnet i don’t know how much more of this i can take she’s filing her nails while they’re dragging the lake she is watching the detectives “oooh it’s so cute!” she is watching the detectives when they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot they beat him up until the teardrops start but he can’t be wounded ‘cos he’s got no heart you think you’re alone until you realise you’re in it now baby’s here to stay, love is here for a visit they call it instant justice when it’s past the legal limit someone’s scratching at the window: i wonder who is it? the detectives come to check if you belong to the parents who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter’s disappearance though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay it only took my little fingers to blow you away just like watching the detectives don’t get cute it’s just like watching the detectives i get so angry when the teardrops start but he can’t be wounded cos he’s got no heart watching the detectives it’s just like watching the detectives (fade)