Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bullets For The New-Born King, artist - Elvis Costello. Album song National Ransom, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Record label: Elvis Costello, Hear MusicTM, StarCon
Song language: English
Bullets For The New-Born King |
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope |
But for the dead shot of an amber glass |
The blue light of a votive |
The rain obscured the window |
As the pain was dulled by the grains |
Absolved in spoons and flames |
In fear in time dissolving |
It’s not for the faint of pulse |
Or anybody false |
Those amateurs who only shed their skin |
So where are those traitors now, we once called patriots? |
Just like those saints who seem to revel in their sins |
O my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging |
After our assassin’s work was done |
But hands and bells are only there for the wringing |
As we were bringing bullets for the new-born king |
The trumpet sounds lamenting |
Trampling down the blooms of the deceased |
The double agent girl and the fallen priest were heading for the border |
Somewhere at the high command there stayed the palest hand |
That saw the order countermand |
Erased a tape recorder and then they hung him from a window cord |
Swallow down that voodoo vial to still your breath a while |
Before we spill this tale that has been spun |
And so I shall now confide all that I once denied |
Oh I’m so sorry for the things I’ve done |
O my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging |
After our assassin’s work was done |
But hands and bells are only there for the wringing |
As we were bringing bullet for the new-born king |