Lyrics Dr. Watson, I Presume - Elvis Costello
I
sat
in
a
motel
room
with
the
doctor
Just
before
we
were
supposed
to
sing
He
said
regarding
this
guardian
wing
This
black
and
clipped
misshapen
thing
Hobbling
on
from
claw
to
ring
Hung
upside
down
and
cawing
Pecking
at
carrion
of
the
fallen
Battalion
Thawing
On
frozen
mooring
Blackbird
in
a
crust
no
more
They
fell
down
4 and
20
Bloodstained
the
land
of
want
and
plenty
Now
raven
standing
at
his
shoulder
Stared
with
eyes
of
molten
solder
Dripping
on
a
lacquer
box
Introducing
keys
to
locks
Seven
talents
there
where
hidden
Mysterious
and
some
forbidden
Take
the
honey
from
the
comb
Ravel
thread
around
the
loom
Dig
the
dirt
up
from
the
tomb
Dr.
Watson,
I
presume
One
will
follow
Two
unknown
sorrow
Three
for
laughter
Four
ever
after
Five-foot
flood
when
the
waters
hit
Six
feet
deep,
the
eternal
pit
Seven
prayers
and
seven
pleas
To
eight
imagined
deities
Cat
o′
nine
tails
Cat
of
nine
lives
Brides
turned
into
old
wives
tales
Your
complexion
colours
then
it
pales
And
into
the
sunset
it
sails
Soon
these
secrets
will
be
scattered
Heaven
knows
what
lies
inside
It
took
a
moment
to
discover
A
lifetime
to
decide
Take
the
honey
from
the
comb
Ravel
thread
around
the
loom
Dig
the
dirt
up
from
the
tomb
Dr.
Watson,
I
presume
1 National Ransom
2 Jimmie Standing In the Rain
3 Stations of the Cross
4 A Slow Drag With Josephine
5 Five Small Words
6 Church Underground
7 You Hung the Moon
8 Bullets for the New-Born King
9 I Lost You
10 Dr. Watson, I Presume
11 One Bell Ringing
12 The Spell That You Cast
13 That's Not the Part of Him You're Leaving
14 My Lovely Jezebel
15 All These Strangers
16 A Voice In the Dark
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