Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I Was Cruel, artist - Elvis Costello. Album song Cruel Smile, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
When I Was Cruel |
I exit through the spotlight glare |
I stepped out into thin air |
Into a perfume so rarefied |
Here comes the bride |
Not quite aside, they snide, she’s number four |
There’s number three just by the door |
Those in the know, don’t even flatter her, they go one better |
She was selling speedboats in a trade show when he met her |
Look at her now |
She’s starting to yawn |
She looks like she was born to it |
But it was so much easier |
When I was cruel |
She reaches out her arms to me |
Imploring another melody |
So she can dance her husband out on the floor |
The captains of industry just |
Lie there where they fall |
In eau-de-nil and pale carnation creation |
A satin sash and velvet elevation |
She straightens the tipsy head-dress of her spouse |
While hers recalls a honey house |
There’ll be no sorrows left to drown |
Early in the morning in your evening gown |
But it was so much easier |
When I was cruel |
The entrance hall was arranged |
With hostesses and ushers |
Who turned out to be the younger wives |
Nursing schoolgirl crushes |
Parting the waves of those |
Few feint friends |
Fingers once offered are now too |
Heavy to extend |
The ghostly first wife glides up |
On stage, whispering to raucous talkers |
Spilling family secrets out to |
Flunkey’s and castrato walkers |
See that girl, watch that scene |
Digging the dancing queen |
Two newspaper editors like playground sneaks |
Running a book on which of them is going to last the week |
One of them calls to me and he says, «I know you |
You gave me this tattoo back in '82» |
You were a spoilt child then with a record to plug |
And I was a shaven headed, seaside thug |
Things haven’t really changed that much |
One of us is still getting paid too much |
There are some things I report |
The memory of his last retort |
But it was so much easier |
When I was cruel, oh |
Look at me now, she’s starting to yawn |
She looks like she was born to it |
Ah, but it was so much easier |
When I was cruel |