TwentyFive to Twelve — текст песни (Elvis Costello)

You say you dont desire me

You only tire me

Now youll hire me

Expensive care is meaningless

Feeling nothing and caring less

Cut off at the pass

She knows where youre headed

She wants double time

Or a temporary wedding



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And the lucky girl leads a life of leisure

With 45 years for seconds of pleasure

The hands on the clock move so precisely

And I only kiss but once or twice

I cant help you now,

I cant help myself

cause the times running out

And its twenty-five to twelve



Crowds surround loudspeakers

On the lampposts

Listening to the murder mystery

Meanwhile someones in the classroom

Busy forging books on history

Wouldnt give that man my hand

Hed steal my fingers

So the sleuth ends up in stitches

And your urges turn to itches



Chorus



I was committed to life

And then commuted to the outskirts

I was living with thirty minutes at a time

With a break in the middle for adverts

See the human furniture

But its only for show

Now you can look all that you like

But they only let you touch and go



Chorus