lyrics and chords of: Man Out Of Time by Elvis Costello And The Attractions Suggestions and corrections are always welcome! So this is where he came to hide When he ran from you In a private detective overcoat And dirty dead men's shoes The pretty things of Knightsbridge Lying for of Minister of State Are a far cry from the nod and wink Here at Traitors' Gate 'Cause the high heel he used to be has been ground down And he listens for the footsteps That would follow him around To murder - my love - is a crime / /B# But will you still love - a man out of time There's a tupenny ha'ppenny millionaire Looking for a fourpenny one With a tight grip on the short hairs Of the public imagination But for his private wife and kids somehow Real life becomes a rumour Days of Dutch courage, just three French letters And a German sense of humor He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge He stands to be insulted And he pays for the privilege To murder - my love - is a crime / /B# But will you still love - a man out of time The biggest wheels of industry Retire sharp and short And after the dinner overtures Are nothing but an afterthought Somebody's creeping in the kitchen There's a reputation to be made Whose nerves are always on the knife's edge And who's up late polishing the blade Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning You drink yourself insensitive And hate yourself in the morning To murder - my love - is a crime / /B# But will you still love - a man out of time Seite 1 von 2