paroles de chanson Man Out of Time - Elvis Costello & The Attractions
So
this
is
where
he
came
to
hide
When
he
ran
from
you
In
a
private
detective
overcoat
And
dirty
dead
man′s
shoes
The
pretty
things
of
Knightsbridge
Lying
for
a
minister
of
state
Is
a
far
cry
from
the
nod
and
wink
Here
at
traitor's
gate
′Cause
the
high
heel
he
used
to
be
has
been
ground
down
And
he
listens
for
the
footsteps
that
would
follow
him
around
To
murder
my
love
is
a
crime
But
will
you
still
love
A
man
out
of
time?
There's
a
twopenny
ha'penny
millionaire
Looking
for
a
fourpenny
one
With
a
tight
grip
on
the
short
hairs
Of
the
public
imagination
But
for
his
private
wife
and
kids
somehow
Real
life
becomes
a
rumor
Days
of
Dutch
courage
Just
three
French
letters
and
a
German
sense
of
humor
He′s
got
a
mind
like
a
sewer
and
a
heart
like
a
fridge
He
stands
to
be
insulted,
and
he
pays
for
the
privilege
To
murder
my
love
is
a
crime
But
will
you
still
love
A
man
out
of
time?
The
biggest
wheels
of
industry
Retire
sharp
and
short
And
the
after-dinner
overtures
Are
nothing
but
an
afterthought
Somebody′s
creeping
in
the
kitchen
There's
a
reputation
to
be
made
Whose
nerves
are
always
on
a
knife′s
edge
Who's
up
late
polishing
the
blade
Love
is
always
scarpering
or
cowering
or
fawning
You
drink
yourself
insensitive
and
hate
yourself
in
the
morning
To
murder
my
love
is
a
crime
But
will
you
still
love
A
man
out
of
time?
Will
you
still
love
A
man
out
of
time?
Will
you
still
love
A
man
out
of
time?
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