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Elvis Costello

Genres: Rock

... This Town ... Lyrics - Elvis Costello

That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano like he was pawing a dirty book 

He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his very best little boy look 

It was a song with a topical verse which I'm afraid he then proceeded to sing 

Something about the moody doomed love of the Fish-Finger King 

 

You're nobody in this town 

You're nobody in this crowd 

You're nobody 'til everybody in this town 

Knows you're poison 

Got your number 

Knows you must be avoided 

You're nobody 'til everybody in this town 

Thinks you're a bastard 

 

Mr. Getgood moved up to Self-Made Man Row although he swears that he's the salt of the earth 

He's so proud of the "kick-me-hard" sign that they hung on his back at birth 

He said, "I appreciate beauty, if I have one, then it is my fault 

Beauty is on my pillow, beauty is there in my vault" 

 

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You're nobody in this town 

You're nobody in this crowd 

You're nobody 'til everybody in this town 

Knows you're poison 

Got your number 

Knows you must be avoided 

You're nobody 'til everybody in this town 

Thinks you're a bastard 

 

The girl with the eternity rock 

Went down on her bookie to buy some stock 

Now all her signs in the shopping arcades say 

"The corporation thief is The New Jesse James" 

Her clothes and her attention were scant 

Her eyes were everywhere, her eyes were like absinthe 

The little green figures that dance on his screen 

Say everything you want to hear and nothing they mean 

They made love while she was changing her dress 

She wiped him off she wiped him out and then she made him confess 

A little amused by the belief in her power 

You must remember this it was the fetish of the hour 

 

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You're nobody in this town 

You're nobody in this crowd 

You're nobody 'til everybody in this town 

Knows you're poison 

Got your number 

Knows it must be avoided 

You're nobody 'til everybody in this town 

Thinks you're a bastard 

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