paroles de chanson Six-Fingered Man - Elvis Costello , Allen Toussaint
(Costello,
Toussaint)
Six-Fingered
Man
Playing
a
seven-string
guitar
There
are
Seven
Deadly
Sins
Any
one
of
them
can
do
you
in
Take
what
you
lost
from
what
you
win
It′s
never
enough
Six-Fingered
Man
Always
the
first
to
blow
his
horn
His
achievements
multiply
Pity
half
of
them
seem
to
be
lies
Always
helps
to
advertise
It's
never
enough
He
seems
so
satisfied
With
a
reputation
to
protect
Unless
he
thinks
that
you′re
more
qualified
Gets
so
much
of
his
own
affection
Stares
for
hours
at
his
reflection
Long-legged
gal
walking
a
very
tiny
man
They
say
that
it
should
be
forbidden
Must
be
something
he
has
hidden
Take
what
you
want
from
what
you're
given
Oh,
it's
never
enough
Six-Fingered
Man
Shaking
his
fist
at
everyone
Couldn′t
even
act
his
age
If
you
put
him
on
a
stage
You
might
say
he′s
all
the
rage
But
it's
never
enough
Getting
his
prints
on
everything
He′s
got
semi-precious
gems
Glinting
in
his
signet
ring
Needs
his
fingers
and
his
thumbs
To
help
him
calculate
his
sums
Six-Fingered
Man
Can't
be
bothered
to
stir
himself
Sleeps
the
whole
day
long
or
more
Dreams
of
someone
he
adores
Drains
one
drink
and
starts
to
pour
Oh,
it′s
never
enough
Oh,
it's
never
enough
Oh,
it′s
never
enough
Six-Fingered
Man
Alive!
How'd
I
ever
get
along
with
five?
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