Deportee (acoustic)
Elvis Costello
From the "Goodbye Cruel World" Ryko reissue
In the Arrivderci Roma nightclub bar and grill
Standing in the fiberglass ruins
Watching time stand still
All your troubles you confess
To another faceless backless dress
Schnaps, cianti, porter and ouzo
Perond vodka, sambuca I love you so
Deportee
There's a tatty beauty talkin in riddles
Rome burns down and every..body fiddles
Deportee
But a thousand dollars won't buy you a Yankee wife unless
There's a thousand years of history drowned in this chaser glass
And now I wish that she was mine
I could have been a king in 6/8 time
Deportee
Its a brittle charm but she's had enough
Still she wrote her name upon his paper cuff
And you don't know where to start or where to stop
All this pillow talk is nothing more than
(on string)
Finally talking shop
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing
They took my return ticket without me even knowing
So I pray to the saints and all the maytrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinarta
But none of these things ever come to pass
In America the law is a piece of ass
Deportee So its
Schnaps, cianti, porter and ouzo
Perond vodka, sambuca I love you so
Deportee Poor Deportee Deportee