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    Elvis Costello

    Stalin Malone

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    [Instrumental]
    Im going to make you even fear the dream
    you dream
    So dont even think about it dont make a wish
    You think that I dont see you as you trawl
    those young weak fish
    Hooked on those poor wonders, till they want
    you alone
    Though they cant tell a cuckoo-clock from the
    squeals of saxophones
    Thats when theyll fear my name
    Stalin Malone
    Im telling you the day will come when this
    man gets what he merits
    Though people still wear animal skins to ward
    off evil spirits
    Only wife-swapping and witchcraft woke the
    dormitory town
    Til horses heads up in the trees came
    dripping down
    Yes, horses heads up hung in the trees after
    the bird had flown
    Did you wonder of my whereabouts as the
    barrack-room was blown
    Did anybody call my name?
    Stalin Malone
    In a room called creation, where you all obey
    my laws
    Where Seconal is gravity and pain is like
    applause
    You think that this phenomenon is some
    coincidence
    But Ive got people everywhere, youre under
    my surveillance, in the pocket of my pants
    Okay, she left me, but Ill soon get over that
    Falling out of the "Blood Tub" and rolling, on
    my back
    Waking up to the one oclock gun with a
    Punch and Judy bird
    Reaching out for a gelignite beer that fills me
    up with murder
    To overhear forbidden songs her lover must
    have known
    Between the pity and advice... "Theres no one
    here to help you now, but speak after the tone"
    Leave for me a message of hope
    Stalin Malone
    Now the church door is a roller-shutter with
    padlocks and keys
    Just like all of the other dispensaries
    The saloon is like a casket, stained wood and
    human dust
    Stale with conversation that hangs on your
    clothes like smoke
    The wooden clock said she would dance
    dressed only in flower
    As the jazz band drowns the hysterical bird that
    it spits out on the hour
    Id drop out of sight and disappear, turn up in
    another town, but somehow
    I just cant seem to put it down, put it down
    put it down
    I just want to hold her now in that Im not alone
    but do I have to see her fall into his arms
    before I can atone..
    Get my jacket on, get my story straight,
    Im leaving on my own
    [ Stalin Malone Lyrics ]
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