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Youll Never Be A Man

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Youll Never Be A Man by Elvis Costello

A 

You need protection from the physical art of conversa

Bm 

tion

A 

D 

A 

Though the fist is mightier than the lip, it adds the aggrava

Bm 

tion

A 

D 

 

Bm 

I got the

G 

password

C 

I got persua

Am 

sion

F 

A 

 

proposi

Am 

tion for i

F 

nvasion of your

Am 

privacy

 

Give your

F 

self away and find the fake in  

C 

me

 

You’ll  

A 

never be a man

 

No matter how many  

D 

foreign bodies  

E 

you 

 

 

A 

can 

 

take

D 

A 

 

You’ll  

A 

never be a man

D 

A 

A 

When you’re  

D 

half a woman and you’re  

A 

half 

 

awake

 

(1) With a  

Bm7 

face full of tears and  

A 

a chemical shake

 

Given  

D 

half a chance, that I can take

F 

Are you so superior, are you  

C 

in such pain

 

Are you made out of  

C 

porcelain?

 

When  

F 

they made you they  

C 

broke the cast

 

Don’t wanna be first, I just want to  

G 

last

 

A 

You strike a profile on the low side of my imagina

Bm 

tion

A 

D 

A 

My eyes climbed down to find the point of possible satura

Bm 

tion

A 

D 

You Tripped At Every Step

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for You Tripped At Every Step by Elvis Costello

G 

Take your tiny feet  

Em/B 

out 

 

of

C 

your 

 

mothe

G/D 

r?s 

 

shoes

 

Or  

Bm 

there?s is goin

Em 

g to be a ter

Am7 

rible 

 

scen

D7 

e

G 

It?s not just a lips

Em/B 

tick 

 

d

C 

rawn on crooke

G/D 

d when they

Bm 

Find how wick

Em 

ed we are

B 

How wicked we hav

Bdim 

e 

 

been

C 

E 

How I?ve been tempted

Am 

 

C 

How you tripped at every ste

G/D 

p

D 

C 

 

You tripped at every step

Em 

, you tripped at ever

C 

y 

 

step

Em 

 

Oh, ho

C 

w you tripped at every step

Bm 

D/A 

C 

 

G 

There?s a merry tune th

Em/B 

at starts in

C 

“I” 

 

an

G/D 

d 

 

ends

 

In

Bm 

“You”, like ma

Em 

ny famous pop so

Am7 

ngs 

 

do

D7 

G 

You would sing along wi

Em/B 

th 

 

lit

C 

tle 

 

tell-t

G/D 

ale 

 

staggers

Bm 

While 

 

bala

Em 

ncing on daggers

B 

Thou they were killing  

Bdim 

you

C 

E 

You looked so deadly

Am 

 

C 

As you tripped at every st

G/D 

ep

D 

C 

 

You tripped at every ste

Em 

p, you tripped at ever

C 

y 

 

step

Em 

 

Oh, ho

C 

w you tripped at every step

Bm 

D/A 

C 

 

And I  

Eb 

would try to catch you anytime y

Ab6 

ou 

 

call

G7 

 

Only you drank that potion and went out of control

Bb7 

 

There?s nothing

Eb 

to stop you so how can you fal

Ab6 

l

G7 

 

L

C 

et me take your hand

Am 

Bb/F 

Put down that frying pan

D/F# 

 

G 

Darkness would become me,

Em/B 

undernea

C 

th the table

G/D 

Bm 

As the  

Em 

fury raged aro

Am7 

und the hou

D7 

se

G 

Your despairing tread w

Em/B 

as 

 

angry

C 

and 

 

uns

G/D 

table

 

Jus

B 

t as this cartoo

Bdim 

n 

 

mouse

C 

E 

Went 

 

undetect

Am 

ed

 

C 

As you tripped at every st

G/D 

ep

D 

C 

 

You tripped at every ste

Em 

p, you tripped at ever

C 

y 

 

step

Em 

 

Oh, ho

C 

w you tripped at every step

Bm 

D/A 

C 

 

G 

In another worl

Em/B 

d of g

C 

in and cigaret

G/D 

tes

 

Those c

Bm 

ocktail 

 

cabinets

Em 

put mud  

Am7 

in your eye

D7 

G 

Maybe that is why y

Em/B 

ou 

 

fi

C 

nd it hard

G/D 

to see me

Bm 

And if you d

Em 

on?t believe me

B 

Before you start

Bdim 

to 

 

cr

C 

y

E 

“Don?t eve leave  

Am 

me.”

 

C 

As you tripped at every st

G/D 

ep

D 

C 

 

You tripped at every ste

Em 

p, you tripped at ever

C 

y 

 

step

Em 

 

Oh, ho

C 

w you tripped at every step

Bm 

D/A 

C 

You Little Fool

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for You Little Fool by Elvis Costello

G 

 

C 

 

G 

 

G 

Daddy’s best  

C 

girl in the world is  

D 

not supposed to have a boyfriend

C 

But she’s never  

Bm 

wanted at home

Am7 

C 

Other girls  

G 

are allowed  

Am7 

to wear their makeup

 

She sneaks  

C 

out her lipstick  

Bm 

powder and comb

D 

D 

She surrounds his name with  

G 

hearts and flowers

C 

G 

Talks on the telephone for  

C 

hours 

 

 

G 

and 

 

 

C6 

hours

 

G 

And 

 

 

D 

two on a  

G 

string

 

The  

C 

words of love have an  

D 

imitation 

 

ring

 

D 

You 

 

 

C 

little 

 

fool

G 

I suppose  

D 

that your go

C 

ing to stay  

G 

all 

 

night

D 

You 

 

 

C 

little 

 

fool

G 

Don’t look at me  

D 

that way  

C 

you know it  

G 

isn’t 

 

right

D 

You 

 

 

Bsus4 

little 

 

fo

G 

ol, you little fo

D 

ol, 

 

 

C 

you little fool

 

E 

They say  

A 

no news  

A7 

is 

 

good

D 

news

 

The  

E 

little 

 

 

A 

girl wants  

A7 

inform

D 

ation

D 

Mother just  

C 

gives her  

G 

some 

 

 

E 

pills to  

A 

choose

 

And  

F 

says go and  

Bb 

use 

 

your

C 

imagination

 

G 

Daddy’s best  

C 

girl in the world  

D 

says just look what I have got

 

As she  

C 

sits beside him  

Bm 

on the high stool

Am7 

s

C 

With his arms  

G 

around her neck,  

Am7 

snowball in one hand

 

And the  

C 

other full of  

Bm7 

imitatio

D 

n 

 

jewels

 

She fingers a  

D 

string of pearls

G 

An imitation but  

C 

he’ll 

 

 

G 

never 

 

 

C6 

know 

 

it

 

Imitation  

G 

lashes 

 

 

D 

flutter 

 

a

G 

bove

C 

Looking for an imi

D 

tation of  

Em 

love

Worthless Thing

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Worthless Thing by Elvis Costello

 

Intro (full band)  

D 

Em F

Gm 

#m G  

D 

A D

Gm 

3xs 

 

 

D 

and hold on last D

 

D 

How many times can you  

Bm 

jump out of the cupboard

 

Before  

F#m 

someone gets suspicious o

A 

r someone gets discovered

 

D 

You can live forever in a  

Bm 

split second of fame

 

F#m 

Come on down, the price is right

A 

, whats you name

 

While  

G 

crocodile makes  

D 

good 

 

shoes

 

And a  

G 

dog may changes his  

D 

coat

 

Bm 

I can’t change what’s

F#m 

written on your

 

Bm 

face 

 

t

F#m 

onight 

 

and

Em 

I 

 

quote

 

Oh I  

Bm 

wish you could

F#m 

see

 

Bm 

Quite 

 

how

F#m 

much you cou

Em 

ld mean to me

 

(Em  

F#m 

 

G 

 

A 

D)

 

You  

G 

worthless 

 

thing

 

(Em  

Em 

 

F#m 

G)

 

If you were  

D 

ten feet taller and  

G 

almost 

 

handsome

 

Bm 

I 

 

might

F#m 

pay this kin

Em 

gs 

 

ransom

 

(Em  

F#m 

 

G 

 

A 

D)

 

You  

G 

worthless 

 

thing

D 

Dsus2 

 

Bm 

All the cars and

F#m 

pills and girls

 

Who  

G 

tore his shirt to  

F#m 

tatters

 

Do you  

Em 

know how tall he was

 

(Em  

F#m 

G)

 

Cause that is  

G 

all that really matters

 

Do you  

Bm 

know his mother’s

F#m 

last 

 

name

 

Do you  

G 

think that he’s  

F#m 

divine

 

You’ve seen the  

Em 

film

 

(Em  

F#m 

G)

 

You’ve read the  

G 

book

 

(Em  

F#m 

 

G 

 

Em 

 

F#m hold 

)

 

D 

Aaahhh  

G 

You worthless thing

Whats So Funny

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Whats So Funny by Elvis Costello

 

As I walk  

G 

through

C 

 

This wicked  

G 

world

C 

 

Searchin’ for  

Em 

light in the

A 

darkness 

 

of

D 

insanity.

C 

 

I ask  

G 

myself

C 

 

Is all hope  

G 

lost?

C 

 

Is there only  

Em 

pain 

 

and

A 

hatred, 

 

and

D 

misery?

C 

 

And each  

G 

time I feel like  

Gmaj7 

this 

 

inside,

G7 

There’s one thing I wanna

C 

know:

G 

What’s so funny ’bout  

D 

peace love & unders

Em 

tanding?

A 

Ohhhh

G 

What’s so funny ’bout  

D 

peace love & unders

Em 

tanding?

D 

 

G 

 

C 

x4

Welcome To The Working Week

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Welcome To The Working Week by Elvis Costello

 

Now that your p

E 

icture’s in the paper bein’ r

G#m7 

ythmic’lly 

 

admired

 

And you can  

C#m7 

have anyone that you ha

F# 

ve ever desired,

A 

All you gotta tell me now is w

B 

hy, why, why why.

 

A 

Welcome to the working  

C#m 

week.

 

Oh, I kn

A 

ow it don’t thrill you.

 

I h

E 

ope it don’t kill you.

A 

Welcome to the  

C#m 

working

F# 

week.

 

You gotta  

A 

do it till you’re through it so you b

B 

etter get to it.

 

E 

All of your fam’ly had to  

G#m 

kill to survive,

C#m 

And they’re still waitin’ for thei

F# 

r big day to arrive.

 

But  

A 

if they knew how I felt, they’d b

B 

ury me alive.

 

A 

Welcome to the working  

C#m 

week.

 

Oh, I kn

A 

ow it don’t thrill you.

 

I h

E 

ope it don’t kill you.

A 

Welcome to the  

C#m 

working

F# 

week.

 

You gotta  

A 

do it till you’re through it so you b

B 

etter get to it.

 

G#m 

I hear you sayin’, “Hey, the

C#m 

city’s all right,”

 

When you  

F#m 

only 

 

read

G#m 

about it  

A 

in 

 

boo

B 

ks.

G#m 

Spend all your money gettin

C#m 

‘ so convinced

 

That you n

A 

ever even bother to lo

B 

ok

E 

Sometimes I wonder if we’re l

G#m 

ivin’ in the same land

C#m 

.

 

Why d’you wanna  

F# 

be my friend

 

When I f

A 

eel like a juggler runnin’  

B 

outta 

 

hands?

 

A 

Welcome to the working  

C#m 

week,

A 

Oh ah, welcome to the working w

E 

eek.

 

Now that your picture?s  

E 

in the paper bein’ publ

G#m 

icly 

 

admired

 

You can h

C#m 

ave 

 

anyone

 

That you have e

F# 

ver 

 

desired

 

A

A 

ll you gotta do is tell me  

B 

why, why, why, why…

 

W

A 

elcome to the workin’ we

E 

ek

 

Oh, I k

A 

now it don?t thrill you

 

I hope  

E 

it don’t kill you

 

Welcome  

A 

to the workin’ week

F# 

 

You gotta do it ‘

A 

til you do it

 

So you’d bette

B 

r get to it

 

I he

G# 

ar you sayin’ that the city?s all righ

C#m 

t

 

But you’ve o

F#m 

nly read about it i

G#m 

n 

 

books

A 

B 

 

Spent a

G# 

ll your money gettin’ so convinced

C#m 

 

That you never even bothere

A 

d to learn

B 

 

Welcome

A 

to the workin’ week

E 

 

Well now, welcome to t

A 

he workin’ week

E 

Wave A White Flag

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Wave A White Flag by Elvis Costello

 

Take off your s

F 

hoes, 

 

 

Gsus4 

hang

G 

 

Gadd9 

up

C 

your wings

 

Stack up the c

F 

hairs, roll up the  

G 

rug

 

Savor the  

E7 

things that so

Am 

briety 

 

brings

 

But w

C 

hen I hit the  

G7 

bottle, there’s no

C 

tellin’ what I’ll

G7 

do

 

‘Cause  

C 

something deep ins

G7 

ide me wants to

C 

turn you black and

C7 

blue

F 

I can’t res

Ab7 

ist 

 

you

C 

, 

 

I

E7 

can’

Am 

t wait

 

To  

D7 

twist your loving arms ’til you c

G7 

apitulate

 

C 

Beat me in the  

G7 

kitchen, and I’ll

C 

beat you in the h

G7 

all

 

There’s  

C 

nothing I love  

G7 

better than a

C 

free 

 

for

C7 

all

 

To  

F 

take your pretty  

Ab7 

neck and see whic

C 

h 

 

wa

E7 

y 

 

i

Am 

t bends

 

But  

D7 

when it is all over we will

G7 

still be friends

 

Am 

Wave a white  

G7 

flag

Am 

, put away t

G7 

he 

 

pistol

Am 

Too 

 

many

G7 

people 

 

jus

C 

t can’t ge

C7 

t 

 

kissed

 

But if there’s  

F 

nothin’ I can  

Ab7 

do to make  

A7sus4 

ame

A7 

nds, baby

Dm 

Hope you don’

Gsus4 

t 

 

 

G 

mur

C 

-der

C7 

me

 

Oh, was it  

Am 

all right, or was it  

Am 

o–kay

 

I’ll make it  

Am 

all up to

E7 

yo

Am 

u 

 

s

C7 

omeday

 

Oh, but you  

Dm 

didn’t have to

E7 

laugh 

 

tha

Am 

t 

 

way

 

Oh, no, you  

D7 

didn’t have to laugh that

G 

way

G7 

 

Am 

Wave a white  

G7 

flag

Am 

, put away t

G7 

he 

 

pistol

Am 

Too 

 

many

G7 

people 

 

jus

C 

t can’t ge

C7 

t 

 

kissed

 

But if there’s  

F 

nothin’ I can  

Ab7 

do to make  

A7sus4 

ame

A7 

nds, baby

Dm 

Hope you don’

Gsus4 

t 

 

 

G 

mur

C 

-der 

 

me

 

Gee,  

A7 

baby,

Dm 

hope you don’

Gsus4 

t 

 

 

G 

mur-

C 

–der 

 

me

Watching The Detectives

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Watching The Detectives by Elvis Costello

 

 

Am 

Nice girls, not one with a defect

 

 

F 

Cellophane shrink wrap, so correct

 

 

Am 

Red dogs under illegal  

F 

legs

 

 

Am 

She looks so good that he gets down and

F 

begs

 

She is wa

C 

tching the detectives

 

“Ooh,  

G 

he’s so cute”

 

 

C 

Watching the detectives

 

 

G 

When they shoot,

C 

shoot,

F 

shoot,

D 

shoot

 

 

Am 

They beat him up until the teardrops start

G 

 

 

F 

But he can’t be wounded cos he’s got no he

C 

art

G 

 

 

C 

Just like wat

G 

ching the detectives,

 

 

C 

Don’t get cute

 

 

G 

Watching the detectives,

 

 

Am 

I get so angry when the teardrops start

G 

 

 

F 

But he can’t be wounded cos he’s got no he

C 

art

 

 

G 

Watching the detectives,

C 

 

 

Am 

 

F 

Watch Your Step

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Watch Your Step by Elvis Costello

C 

 

F 

 

Em 

 

C 

 

F 

 

G 

(repeat)

 

1.)

C 

Don’t say a  

F 

word

Em 

,  

C 

don’t 

 

say

F 

any

Cm 

thing

 

1.)

C 

Don’t say a  

F 

word, 

 

 

Em 

I’m

C 

not 

 

even

F 

liste

G 

ning

 

1.)

C 

I read in the  

Dm 

papers 

 

abou

Em 

t their escape

 

1.)

F 

They’re just  

C 

two bit of kids from a  

Em 

bunch of so

F 

-ur

C 

grapes

F 

Em 

C 

 

3.)

F 

kicking in the car chrome

C 

 

Dm 

And 

 

you’re

Em 

drinking down th

F 

e Eau de

 

3.{cont.})A

C 

nd

Dm 

you’re 

 

 

Em 

spitting out the

F 

Kodachrome

C 

F 

Em 

C 

 

1,2,3.)

C 

You better  

F 

watch 

 

your

G 

step

C 

F 

Em 

C 

F 

G 

 

C 

Watch who’s  

Bm 

knocking 

 

on

Am 

your 

 

front

F 

door

 

Now you  

C 

know that they’re  

Bm 

watching

 

What are you  

Am 

waiting

F 

for?

 

Think you’re  

C 

young and o

Bm 

riginal

Am 

Get out b

F 

efore…

C 

F 

Em 

C 

They get to  

F 

watch your  

G 

step

C 

F 

Em 

C 

F 

G 

 

C 

Broken 

 

 

Bm 

noses hung up

Am 

on 

 

th

F 

e 

 

wall

C 

Back slapping  

Bm 

drinkers cheer the

Am 

heavy 

 

weigh

F 

t 

 

brawl

C 

So punch  

Bm 

drunk they don’t

Am 

und

F 

erstand at al

C 

l

F 

Em 

C 

You better  

F 

watch your  

G 

step

 

Am 

 

F 

 

Em 

 

C 

 

G 

 

F 

 

Em 

 

Dm 

 

G 

 

C 

 

Bb 

 

F 

 

C 

Bye

Bm 

 

I  

Am 

send you all

F 

my 

 

regards

C 

You’re so  

Bm 

tough

Am 

You’re 

 

so

F 

hard

C 

Listen to the  

Bm 

hammers 

 

fal

Am 

ling in th

F 

e 

 

breaker’

G 

s 

 

yar

C 

d

C 

You better  

F 

watch your  

G 

step

C 

Waiting For The End Of The World

Posted on March 18, 2012 by admin

Chords and lyrics for Waiting For The End Of The World by Elvis Costello

 

The  

G 

man from the  

C 

tele

F 

vision 

 

 

G 

crawled into the  

C 

train.

 

I  

F 

wonder 

 

 

G 

who he’s gonna  

C 

stick it  

F 

in this  

G 

time.

C 

Ev’ryone was  

Bb 

looking

F 

for 

 

a

C 

little 

 

ente

Bb 

rtainment,

F 

So they’ll  

G 

prob’bly pull his  

C 

hands off  

F 

when they  

G 

find out his  

C 

name.

 

And  

F 

then they  

D 

shut down the power all al

F 

ong the l

C 

ine,

 

And we got  

D 

stuck in the tunnel where  

F 

no lights  

C 

shine.

 

They got to t

D 

ouching all the girls who were too

F 

scared to c

C 

all 

 

out.

D 

Nobody was saying anything at all.

 

We were w

G 

aiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld.

G 

Waiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld,

G 

Waiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld.

 

Dear  

Em 

Lord, I sin

G 

cerely hope you’re comin’,

 

G 

Things got back to  

C 

normal 

 

 

F 

as the  

G 

train began to  

C 

roll 

 

ag

F 

ain.

G 

We got to the st

C 

ation 

 

ab

F 

out 

 

tw

G 

enty minutes l

C 

ater.

 

The l

C 

egendary 

 

h

Bb 

itch

F 

hiker 

 

 

C 

says he knows w

Bb 

here it’s  

F 

at.

G 

Now he’d like to  

C 

go to S

F 

pain, or s

G 

omewhere like t

C 

hat,

F 

With his t

D 

wo-tone Bible and his f

F 

unny 

 

cigar

C 

ettes,

 

His

D 

sun tan lotion and his castenets.

 

He was w

G 

aiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld,

G 

Waiting for the e

C 

nd 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld,

G 

Waiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld.

 

Dear L

Em 

ord, I sin

G 

cerely hope you’re comin’,

 

C 

And 

 

th

F 

en the br

G 

ide, the gr

C 

oom, the congreg

F 

ation and the pr

G 

iest

 

All got onto the tr

C 

ain when we were

F 

three stations  

G 

east, 

 

yeah.

 

C 

Hiding from a sc

Bb 

andal

F 

in the  

C 

national 

 

press

Bb 

,

 

They h

F 

ad been tr

G 

ying to get m

C 

arried 

 

s

F 

ince they st

G 

ole the wedding dr

C 

ess.

F 

D 

You may see them drowning as you str

F 

oll along the b

C 

each.

 

But don’t thr

D 

ow out the lifeline till they’re clean out of reach.

G 

Waiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld.

G 

Waiting for the  

C 

end 

 

 

F 

of the w

G 

orld.