paroles de chanson King Horse - Elvis Costello

Cheap cut satin and bad perfume
Showtime is almost here
Tears stop by your strength
Caught you laughing up your sleeve
Sniggering in your beer
Seen the bottom of a lot of glasses
But he′s never seen love so near
He'd seen love get so expensive
But he′d never seen love so dear
Now I know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now I know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
She can turn a pot of sixpence
In the mouth and trouser set
Hit the till, ring the bill, never spill a sip
And still she knows the kind of tip
She is going to get
A lot of loose exchanges
Precious little respect
But if someone else is weakened
That′s the best that you can expect
Now I know that you′re all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now I know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
So fine knit a fabric
So fine a fabrication
From comic books to tragic
To the art of conversation
Meanwhile back in some secluded spot
He says, "Will you please" and she says, "Stop"
If I ever lose this good thing that I got
I never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight
You see I knew that song so long before we met
That it means much more than it might
Now I know that you′re all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now I know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now I know that you′re all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force
Now I know that you're all king horse
Between tenderness and brute force