Accords et paroles Tramp The Dirt Down Elvis Costello

Tramp The Dirt Down

Elvis Costello

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I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child who was obviously in pain
SHe spills w/ compassion as that young child's face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice coming down on that childs lips
Well I hope you don't die too soon   
I pray the Lord my soul to save
Oh I'll be a good boy I'll try so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know I'd like to live long enough to savor
That's when they finally put you in the ground
I'll Stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down     
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When England was the whore of the world  Margaret was her madam
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And the future looked as brigh and as clear as the black tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps well at night isn't haunted by every tiny detail
Cos when she held that lovely face in her hands all she thought was betrayal
And now the cynical ones say that it all ends  
 the same in the long run  
 Try telling that to the desperate father who just  
 squeezed the life from his only son  
 And how it's only voices in your head and  
 dreams you never dreamt  
 Try telling him the subtle difference between  
 justice and contempt  
 Try telling me she isn't angry with this pitiful  
 discontent  
 When they flaunt it in your face as you line up  
 for punishment  
 And then expect you to say "Thank you"  
 straighten up look proud and pleased  
 Because you've only got the symptoms you  
 haven't got the whole disease  
 Just like a schoolboy whose head's like a tin-can  
 filled up with dreams then poured down  
 the drain  
 Try telling that to the boys on both sides being  
 blown to bits or beaten and maimed  
 Who takes all the glory and none of the shame  
Well I hope you live long now I pray the Lord  
 your soul to keep  
 I think I'll be going before we fold our arms  
 and start to weep  
 I never thought for a moment that human life  
 could be so cheap  
 'Cos when they finally put you in the ground  
 They'll stand there laughing and tramp the  
 dirt down  
 Don't feel as though you have to play all the chords I change it up every time  
and just play what feels right hope you all enjoy :)

Tramp The Dirt Down

Elvis Costello