Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Is Hell, artist - Elvis Costello. Date of issue: 10.06.2012
Song language: English
This Is Hell |
| This is hell, this is hell |
| I am sorry to tell you |
| It never gets better or worse |
| But you get used to it after a spell |
| For heaven is hell in reverse |
| The bruiser spun a hula hoop |
| As all the barmen preen and pout |
| The neon «i» of nightclub flickers on and off |
| And finally blew out |
| The irritating jingle |
| Of the belly-dancing phoney turkish girls |
| The eerie glare of ultra violet |
| Perfect dental work |
| The failed don juan in the big bow-tie |
| Is very sorry that he spoke |
| For he’s mislaid his punchline |
| More than halfway through a very tasteless joke |
| The fraulein caught him peeking down her gown |
| He’s yelling in her ear |
| And all at once the music stopped |
| As he was intimately bellowing «my dear. |
| . |
| .» |
| The shirt you wore with courage |
| And the violent nylon suit |
| Reappear upon your back |
| And undermine the polished line you try to shoot |
| It’s not the torment of the flames |
| That finally see your flesh corrupted |
| It’s the small humiliations that your memory piles up |
| This is hell, this is hell, this is hell |
| «My favourite things» are playing |
| Again and again |
| But it’s by julie andrews |
| And not by john coltrane |
| Endless balmy breezes and perfect sunsets framed |
| Vintage wine for breakfast |
| And naked starlets floating in champagne |
| All the passions of your youth |
| Are tranquillised and tamed |
| You may think it looks familiar |
| Though you may know it by another name |
| This is hell, this is hell |