Who Do You Think You Are? 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