Songtexte:
Costello Elvis National Ransom

very memory And approaches of war Stale bread curling on a luncheon counter Loose change lonely, not the right amount Forgotten Man of an indifferent nation

The homecoming fanfare is echoing still Now tapping on tables and sensing a chill Poor families expecting a loved one's return Only son and some charlatan

Maybe you'll recognize in time Maybe one day you will discover All the pain that lies behind You and your unfortunate love Somebody might be more Unsuitable

Raining slapping on the window pane An hour or more of teeming Storm punching like a hurricane That tore him out of dreaming Air screaming through the

I have a friend She's just a friend I tried to comfort and defend I gave her what you might call advice But nothing like that comes without a price The

She attracts dark rumours Travels in blue and other humours Each time she walks in the room Brings in much more than you'd assume Ooo, I looked in her

I lost you, I lost you You slipped from your costume Like an actress in this tragedy You're just an apparition in this haunting mystery I fear that you

like a practiced finger smith I dreamed I took his digit prints And then I sewed them on a villain's hands Watched him ransom and demand and then called

? Exact, perfect object Now, if you'd only genuflect They're running wild Just like some childish tantrum Meanwhile we're working every day Paying off the National Ransom