Who Do You Think You Are?

Elvis Costello, Brodsky Quartet2009年3月3日

歌詞

Who Do You Think You Are? - Elvis Costello (埃爾維斯 科斯特洛)/Brodsky Quartet

The hunted look the haunted grace

The empty laugh that you cultivate

 

You fall into that false embrace

And kiss the air about her face

Who do you think you are

 

The tres bon mots you

Almost quote from your

Quiver of literary darts

 

A thousand or so tuneless

Violins thrilling your cheap

Little heart

 

Who do you think you are

 

My cigarette burns right

Down to the ash my coffee

Cup is unstained

 

The waiter hovers close at hand

His courtesy strained

 

Who do you think you are

I close with my regards

 

Well I'm the red face gentleman

Caught in this picture postcard

Who do you think you are

 

Trying my best to make

The best of your absence

Though the joke gets tired and sordid

Sea shell hearts get trampled under foot

 

Punchlines unrewarded

 

But even at this distance

 

It's not easy to accept

 

The vision that I chase returns

When I least expect it

 

I've fallen from your tired embrace

 

I kiss the air around the place

That should be your face

 

***歌詞來自第三方***