Battered Old Bird Lyrics

Song	Battered Old Bird
Artist	Elvis Costello & the Attractions
Album	Blood And Chocolate
Download	Image LRC TXT

	作曲 : MacManus
	The landlady's husband came up to town today
	Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry
	The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched
	The tenant's boy said "How d'ya do" then swore in French
	Did you teach this little child these curses on my soul
	You should both be shut down in the coal-hole
	That's the way to treat a child who cries out in the night
	And a woman who teaches wrong from right
	He's a Battered Old Bird
	And he's living up there
	There's a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	"Hush your mouth you hypocrite"
	His humour cut her deep
	The tight lipped leer of judgement
	That had seen her love desert her just like sleep
	"Filthy words on children's lips are better, my dear spouse
	Then if I were to speak my mind about this house"
	He's a Battered Old Bird
	And he's living up there
	There's a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	On the first floor there are two old maids
	Each one wishing that the other was afraid
	And next door to them is a man so mild
	'Til he chopped off the head of a visitor's child
	He danced upon the bonfire
	Swallowed sleeping pills like dreams
	With a bottle of sweet sherry that everything redeems
	He's a Battered Old Bird
	And he's living up there
	There's a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	And on the second floor is the Macintosh Man
	He's in his overcoats more than out of them
	And the typewriter's rattling all through the night
	He's burgundy for breakfast tight
	He says "One day I'll throw away all of my cares
	And it is always Christmas in a cupboard at the top of the stairs"
	He's a Battered Old Bird
	And he's living up there
	There's a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	"Well here's a boy if ever there was
	Who's going to do big things
	That's what they all say and that's how the trouble begins
	I've seen them rise and fall
	Been through their big deals and smalls
	He'd better have a dream that goes beyond four walls"
	You think he should be sent outside playing with the traffic
	When pieces of him are already scattered in the attic

	zuo qu : MacManus
	The landlady' s husband came up to town today
	Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry
	The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched
	The tenant' s boy said " How d' ya do" then swore in French
	Did you teach this little child these curses on my soul
	You should both be shut down in the coalhole
	That' s the way to treat a child who cries out in the night
	And a woman who teaches wrong from right
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	" Hush your mouth you hypocrite"
	His humour cut her deep
	The tight lipped leer of judgement
	That had seen her love desert her just like sleep
	" Filthy words on children' s lips are better, my dear spouse
	Then if I were to speak my mind about this house"
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	On the first floor there are two old maids
	Each one wishing that the other was afraid
	And next door to them is a man so mild
	' Til he chopped off the head of a visitor' s child
	He danced upon the bonfire
	Swallowed sleeping pills like dreams
	With a bottle of sweet sherry that everything redeems
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	And on the second floor is the Macintosh Man
	He' s in his overcoats more than out of them
	And the typewriter' s rattling all through the night
	He' s burgundy for breakfast tight
	He says " One day I' ll throw away all of my cares
	And it is always Christmas in a cupboard at the top of the stairs"
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	" Well here' s a boy if ever there was
	Who' s going to do big things
	That' s what they all say and that' s how the trouble begins
	I' ve seen them rise and fall
	Been through their big deals and smalls
	He' d better have a dream that goes beyond four walls"
	You think he should be sent outside playing with the traffic
	When pieces of him are already scattered in the attic

	zuò qǔ : MacManus
	The landlady' s husband came up to town today
	Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry
	The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched
	The tenant' s boy said " How d' ya do" then swore in French
	Did you teach this little child these curses on my soul
	You should both be shut down in the coalhole
	That' s the way to treat a child who cries out in the night
	And a woman who teaches wrong from right
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	" Hush your mouth you hypocrite"
	His humour cut her deep
	The tight lipped leer of judgement
	That had seen her love desert her just like sleep
	" Filthy words on children' s lips are better, my dear spouse
	Then if I were to speak my mind about this house"
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	On the first floor there are two old maids
	Each one wishing that the other was afraid
	And next door to them is a man so mild
	' Til he chopped off the head of a visitor' s child
	He danced upon the bonfire
	Swallowed sleeping pills like dreams
	With a bottle of sweet sherry that everything redeems
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	And on the second floor is the Macintosh Man
	He' s in his overcoats more than out of them
	And the typewriter' s rattling all through the night
	He' s burgundy for breakfast tight
	He says " One day I' ll throw away all of my cares
	And it is always Christmas in a cupboard at the top of the stairs"
	He' s a Battered Old Bird
	And he' s living up there
	There' s a place where time stands still
	If you keep taking those little pink pills
	" Well here' s a boy if ever there was
	Who' s going to do big things
	That' s what they all say and that' s how the trouble begins
	I' ve seen them rise and fall
	Been through their big deals and smalls
	He' d better have a dream that goes beyond four walls"
	You think he should be sent outside playing with the traffic
	When pieces of him are already scattered in the attic

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